Johnny thanks his colleague before he turns around to face you with a stern look.

As a police officer himself, it's quite humiliating to get a call from the station that his little sister got herself in one of the temporary cells.

"I know you're in your teenage era or whatever, but you didn't have to resort to this," he grumbles, running a hand over his face as he drags you by your jacket and outside the building, heading towards his car.