Fwhip had gone around to people that were in Empires, looking for their opinions on a Season 3 and all were down to do so if Fwhip wanted to do it.
He just needed Joey's thoughts, but couldn't find the guy; Was he still on X Life, or was he somewhere else?
"Joey?"
"Joey??"
Fwhip frowned, where was he?
Oh, wait; Voices, might be in that room.

"Hey, Joey you got any thoughts to spare on Empires Season 3-?"
Fwhip trailed off.
Joey was practically fuming, looking he was about to lose it, two people in strange outfits a man and woman looking at Joey and then a lady in a black dress with a very intense collar to it.
She stared at him, they turned to him and he suddenly felt like he shouldn't be here.
He cleared his throat, pointing behind him and backing up,"I'll just. . . See myself out, I'll come back later. . .", and with that Fwhip closed the door.
He stood there for a few moments, stuffing the papers under his arm and speed walk away as he heard footsteps.
Nope, nope, nope!

~

"Fwhip?"
Fwhip spun around,"Ah, Joey! Uhm. . . About earlier, I didn't mean to intrude-", Joey slumped on the sofa, face first as he semi-yelled into the sofa.
"Uh. . .?"
Joey lifted his face, to breath and tell Fwhip something,"Let me know when The Life Season ends, I need to talk to some of you about something important; I need Joel to not murder me.", and Joey faceplammed into the sofa again.
. . .
"Okay. . .?"