John could see Danny pull up infront of the care and smiled. His smile grew a little wider when he saw she was driving the car he helped her fix up. He couldn't help but check her out as she walked through the care doors, she looked amazing in her cute little dress. But when John saw the look on her face his smile dropped. She looked like something was troubling her, and John could tell it was eating away at her. She kissed his cheek and sat down not saying anything for a moment or two. Eventually she stuttered out a "I...I don't even..." and John furrowed his eyebrows, any suspision that something was bothering her was confirmed. He leaned across the table, gathering her hands in his. "Hey, what's wrong Danny? Are you ok?" His voice was gentle and soft, practically a whisper. "Please tell me, it kills me to see you like this." He brought her hands to his lips, kissing them as he gave a lopsided grin. "You can trust me."