Dustyn downs the remnants of yet another Long Island iced tea at the bar with Erich. He wanted to hit the liquor hard and these are doing just the trick. It is his first time trying this concoction and it's certainly hitting the spot. These will be the go-to in the future, especially if he finds himself feeling the way he is right now again. He's held his tongue for the longest time but Blake and Adam are gaining on radio and on his nerves. "...and I..I mean why do they have to be so...so..gang-handed about it all? An-an entire fucking album about me is one thing...one of them releasing a shitty single is another but t-to team up and publicly support each other and attack me? That's just...ugly.." Dustyn sucks on the wedge of lemon on his glass before coughing and dropping it on the bar. "That's ugly too...". Dustyn isn't drinking for fun like he usually does. He's doing it to get drunk. Dustyn ditched the comfort of Dallas, Shay and the cats in favour of a bar that doesn't even play Madonna, he's THAT mad at the world.

"You think things are over...way in the past and then it j-just rears it's ugly head when you're just trying to live ca-carefree and listen to Into The Groove..." Dustyn slams some money down onto the bar and takes hold of his second Long Island iced tea, swaying a little on the stool as he sips the straw. "Don't know why all of a sudden I'm being attacked...like I'm the bad guy. I left Adam c-cause he was an abusive piece of shit...and Blake? Well...t-technically I did shag someone else but I-I was a stupid kid back then. Not like he's all smelling of roses either!" Dustyn can be pretty hard to understand as he slurs when drunk and sounds even more Irish than usual. Even Dallas just nods and agrees with what he's saying when drunk because he has absolutely no clue. "I could say MUCH worse things about those two. That Adam bastard cheats o-on his wife and Blake had a kid with a girl four years ago but paid her off....but sshhhhh...I'm not allowed to say any of that..." Dustyn shrugs and sips more of his tea. They're bold claims to make but Dustyn is not a liar. His exes really are playing a dangerous game if these are the aces Dustyn's holding to his chest. "This tea is exceptional! People from Long Island must be constantly hammered."

Dustyn can't have this conversation with Dallas as, although his boyfriend is pretty placid, the mention of Blake and Adam and their actions would rile him up. The sight of them on Twitter is enough to grind Dallas' gears. He saves his venting for Erich and it's not that often. Dustyn is usually pretty breezy but with his exes teaming up like some bitter Avengers group, he's finding himself being heavily tested. "I'm just worried that things might turn...u-uglier than they already have. It's a-a-already personal but there's a lot more shit they can air. I'm not...I'm not wanting all that stuff out there. I don't feed into drama anymore and Shay is getting older...h-he's at school and is beginning to understand stuff." Dustyn isn't a bad person so there's nothing they can broadcast about him that'd make him seem like the evil one but both Blake and Adam know personal and intimate things about him. They know his past. He's on tenterhooks, waiting for one of them to really stick the knife in and bring something up that he doesn't want ANYONE to know about. "Yep, a kid. Doubt he'll talk about that in his album though..." Dustyn smirks and takes another sip of his drink. The news is just one tweet away but he wouldn't sink that low. He stirs the drink with the straw and examines the swirling liquid. "I quite like New York...and America..d-despite you know...the obvious downsides. You guys make Dr Pepper and have more flavours of Pringles. I like American guys too. Dallas is from Illi..lino..Ill..the place with Chicago." Dustyn giggles and slurs, playing around with the discarded soggy lemon wedge on the bar. It's true that he does have a thing for American guys. All his exes have been from the States and follow the trend of being brunette with brown eyes. His "exotic" blue eyes, blond hair and Celtic background must attract them too. "I want chicken...drinking makes me h-hungry...and...and I like chicken."

A tranquil and content Stephanie Fierce made her way inside the infamous and iconic hotel & casino with her husband. As they make their way inside they take a seat.

"Wow, why does it feel like it's been so long since I've been here. It's only been a couple of years" Fierce says looking around as she starts to feel nostalgic about the place.

"This is where me and my boys played often but yeah it feels like it's been a really long time" Johnny Johnson says as he takes a puff of his cigar.

"So do you wan to buy it?" Fierce says jokingly.

"I don't know if I want to hold this much historic value under my hands I rather leave it to someone else" He says while smiling at Stephanie.

"Many people want you to come back to music you know and this would be a perfect place to do it" Steph says looking hopeful.

"I'm not sure baby" Johnny says taking another puff off his cigar, he places the cigar down and gives Stephanie a kiss.

"I rather watch you up there kill it. I always knew from Day 1 you would" Johnny says with a evil grin.

"The world misses you and I miss you" Stephanie says with a bit of attitude, Johnny knew she hated when he complimented her.

"We will see" Johnny Johnson says.