John looked up at the ceiling and chuckled. "My dad knows about it, doesn't he? He probably won't make much of a big deal of it anyway." He ran his fingers through his short black hair and blinked his blue eyes. "Erm...Did anyone tell you how long I'm supposed to be here?" He really wanted to get out of the hospital as fast as he could. When he looked back at Dave, some of it started to come back to him. Thursday rewinded itself quickly in his mind. "...Downtime..." He mumbled under his breath, inaudible.

