Johnny doesn't break a sweat as his heated body soars through the skies. Seriously, this isn't a huge deal for him. At all, actually. He carves the skies pretty often. The whole four thing, and all...

Except this time, he isn't actually leaving a four in the sky.

No, he's leaving a big symbol of his devotion. A big-ass flame heart, up in the sky. Johnny is sure this would work. Why wouldn't it work? Because who wouldn't love a big heart with their own name in the sky?!

It'd win Johnny over. That's for sure.

Johnny soars down to the apartment balcony, making sure to settle a smooth landing and extinguish his flames.

"Woohooo! That's what I call love! Look at that— Ah, sorry. Scorch marks on your balcony. They'll come off..." Johnny throws his arms up, as if presenting the artwork.