Paradise By The Dashboard Light

The party the night before had left Judah in a mood, and after a long day at the studio, Judah's head was throbbing as he made his way to his truck. It had been a busy and hectic week already, and he was so ready for the weekend, but it was only Wednesday!

"Judah!" Michael yelled, running after him.

Judah groaned. "What? I need to go home and get something for my head."

Michael stopped in front of him, blocking him from getting in his truck. "Okay. That's fine. Go ahead. But while you're home, how about you think about NOT giving girls MY number instead of yours when they ask for your number?"

Judah bit his lip. "Oh... about that...it was a one time thing..."

"Yeah? What's wrong with your own number"

"I'm sorry, man. I really am. I just REALLY did not want to give her my number."

"Have you heard of this amazing thing called 'No' before?"

"Ugh... listen. It won't happen again ok? Can I go home now?"