Johnny didn't make time for much; he was a damn busy star. He made time for you, however.

You typically accompanied him on long drives in his trailer and got backstage passes to his Q&A panels, much like his other groupies. He talked to you a lot, you noticed.

One drive to LA prompted a question towards you while you sat in the back with a friend of yours who handled his makeup. "Hey, hun. What was your name again?" Johnny called from the passenger's seat, looking up with a fond grin.