Maggie - manager (http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv37imEg461qzbn4do1_400.jpg)<br/>----------------------<br/>The shout from the security guard was pulling her back out the bathroom door. So much for subtlety. No doubt the mob was on the brink of tearing the place to shreds. She had hoped to avoid mass panic, but that aspiration was being stomped like so many fans trapped on the venue floors. "Please, Boston, for the love of God, get your ass on the buss. JD will be waiting out back."<br/><br/>She left, because she trusted him - at least more then she trusted Davis to move away from trouble rather then toward it. She half expected to head back to the back stage area only to receive reports of the front man chucking bottles of Jack into the growing fires. What she saw was nearly as awful, Davis lapping up the attentions of the news crew from which she'd struggled to spare the other bandmates from. She couldn't heard what was being said. She didn't care. Undoubtedly it was self destructive and inflammatory.<br/><br/>She wanted to reach up and drag him out by his flapping jaws, but doubted as had the required upper body strength. "Davis. The bus. Now." She snapped, signalling a pair of fridge like security staff to help Davis away from the cameras if her wasn't able to tear himself from them. She began to lead the way back to the buss through the heightening frenzy.