Johnny started applauding, "That was very well done, you made Ben leave- feeling good about yourself Reed?" Johnny asked glaring slightly, basically Ben had just left because Reed hadn't stuck up for his best friend and that sucked balls. So what did Johnny do? He became sarcastic and bitter- No thing meant he was stuck with no one to play with which meant he pretty much should just go back to Vegas. "Who would have thought I'd be one of the mature ones?" He mused, as he turned back to the fridge looking for a beer or something- they'd ruffled his flames now. "As Sue said- we register, the Villains don't- they know everything about us; They go after everyone you hold dear and close if they can't get to you and you offered that to them. It's absolute bullshit and I'm not supporting it. Reed or no Reed, No."
He found his hidden vodka in a part of the fridge no one really frequented. He uncapped it and took a swig. "Now who's going after Rocky? They get him again we're a member down. He's dead."