Davis shrugged at the order from Maggie.  He liked causing her grief as much as the next guy, but even he could tell that this situation was getting out of control.  "Call me, Sandy," he told the reporter with a lewd smile.  "I've got a lot more I could show you."  Waggling his eyebrows, he let the security guide him away from the reporters.  Sandra followed after him with microphone extended, but as soon as they were out the doors, the security blocked her from the bus and let Davis continue on by himself.<br/><br/>Blue lights flashing, the crackling of radios, a fire engine racing past the back parking lot.  Davis couldn't help grinning.  "NOW THIS IS FUCKING ROCK AND ROLL," he screamed, to whoever was listening.  Hanging from the bottom step into the bus, he watched the disaster unrolling, laughing like a loon.