"Why are Du so...shaky and pale?" he asked. "Uh..n-no reason...I'm just...cold!!" she replied. "I can turn up the heat ya know..." he said. "Uh...n-no that might make it worse...I mean...and...FYI, that sounded very wrong..." Nny just looked at her. "THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEANT!!" he screamed. Krystal kept her fingers crossed...'Please don't kill me please don't kill me please don't..." she thought, when suddenly the car cam to a sudden stop. "We're here!" Nny yelled. Krystal stepped out of the car, still a little nervous. As they signed him in she noticed now Nny was pale and shaky too. "Why are Du so pale and shaky huh?" she asked. "Cause...I don't want medicine...." he said. He wrapped his arms around her and shivered. "I-I'm...." he studdered. "You're?" she asked. "S-sc..sca'''scared....." he said. "He doesn't give Du medicine...all Du do is walk in there, lay down on a couch, and he just asks Du a few questions." she told him. "Too personal..." he demanded. "Johnny C, to the front office, Johnny C. to the front office." sagte the lady over the intercom. Suddenly a tall man wearing a white mantel with black boots opened the door. "Hello there Johnny, follow me, please!" He said. Nny followed him, noticing Krystal wasn't coming. "I'm not doing this alone am I?" he asked. "Well your the one with the problems...so yes, I can't come..." she replied. Nny stopped. "I'm not going if my GF's not either." Krystal was stunned at his words. 'GF??? HE THINKS I'M HIS GF!!!???' she thought. "Hm...well...if she is your GF then I suppose she can come if Du want her to." sagte the psychiatrist.