You and Berko were on the roof of Empire Records to do an impromptu performance while Marc, Debra, Corey, Lucas, Gina, AJ and Warren were throwing a promotional party at Empire Records to raise enough money for Joe to buy the Empire Records title.

"When you kiss me goodbye. Sugarhigh, Sugarhigh." He sings as his fingers plays the eletric guitar as it was a natural power he was born with. "We can go out. Need not even leave the house, A TV set and a bottle of wine's. Just fine." He continues, leaning closer to the mic. "Making out on that old pull-out couch. Watching Saturday Night Live, I guess that's why ; I feel so funny deep inside when I lick between your thighs." He teases, giving a wink at you as he leans closer to you, his voice not being heard by the mic now.

"Take the lead, sweetie." He simply says.

You were just dancing there, you barely know how you ended there and now he was just asking you to sing in a crow of people, great

"Come on, i know you can do it." He says with that stupid smile.