Lee looked at the lock and felt a little on edge.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Okay a few people want me dead...no problem..but I doubt they'd know I'm here..aw man...look at her under the moon like that..no Lee..stay focused. You're drunk as it is, don't go doing nothing stupid.</span><br/><br/>Lee sat down and started looking through the massive books.<br/>"No..no... no I'm not doin that..no..no...hm here we go! I hope you don't laugh too much at me. I used to love this song as a kid. Remember my mom playin it at parties. They're a good English dance punk band."<br/><br/>He put in 0366 into the television receiver and the screen said "Skeleton boy- Friendly Fires"<br/><br/>"I close my eyes on the dance floor...and forget about you. I lose myself in flashing colors.."<br/>Lee sang to the song and what an amusing sight it was. Imagine a guy that looks like he could punch your face in singing to a disco beat about teenage hipsters. He wondered if this made him look a bit silly, but he didn't mind. He came with her to have fun for a second and that's what he intended.