Ethan tensed at the touch of the guard's hand on his arm and he tried to protest his way out of the man's grip, but to no avail, and the closer they came to the exit the more his resistance waned. For several moments he was heedless of his new companion's transformation from guard to guy, and he did a double-take at the young man walking beside him, scarcely recognizable from his earlier persona.<br/><br/>"Welcome to Burbank, Brother Daniels," the young man said without a trace of hostility. Ethan gave an uncertain nod, understanding slowly sinking into his still-addled brain. "-My name's Danny. Mister Montag asked me to come get you." So...wait. Rocky Montag knew who he was? That was...well, a little intimidating, come to think of it, but kind of flattering as well.<br/><br/>"Ah...that's, er, very kind of him. I was actually just going to grab a, a taxi, or...something...So, are we going straight to the hotel then, or...?"