When John opened the hood of the Pope mobile, a giant cloud of smoke erupted to the sky. "Can you fix it John?" Lana asked while covering her eyes with her hand to block the suns rays and the other hand on her hip. John looked at his wife and said. "Yes, but walk over to that auto repair shop and ask for some windshield wiper fluid and a floor mat alignment." John joked, but unbeknownst to Lana had took her husbands request and walked over to the store that resembled an advanced auto zone. About thirty seconds passed before Lana stormed back out of the store. She was walking straight toward John with an angry look on her face and walking fast with a purpose. John threw up his hands in defense laughing as she got near him. "Floor mat alignment?!" Lana yelled and stopped to take off her shoe to throw at him. "Everyone in the store started laughing at m John!" Lana yelled and threw her shoe at John which narrowly missed his head. "Okay, okay I'm sorry." John replied, but continued laughing. "Get my shoe." Lana said as she sat on the bench with her legs crossed and her arms folded in front of her looking to her left extremely mad. John walked to her shoe and picked it up and walked back and got down on one knee in front of Lana and gently put her shoe back on. "Want me to tie them?" John asked about her untied shoe with a hint of sarcasm. "Whatever." Lana replied without looking at John while he tied her laces.

"I'll be right back. I'm going to call Kyle so he can wire some money for us to get to France." John said walking toward the auto shop. Lana shot him the bird and left her finger outstretched until John walked through the door to the auto shop that Lana had just got humiliated in. When John returned he had an over exuberant look and couldn't stop laughing. "I don't even want to know." Lana said irritated. "Oh my god, please, please, please let me tell you." John said while jumping up and down with his hands cupped in front of him. "Nope. I don't even care." Lana replied while rolling her eyes. "Fine, I didn't want to tell you the good news anyway." John said with a blank look upon his face. "Good. I don't care." Lana replied folding her arms again. "Yup. Fine and dandy with me that you don't want to know what wedding gift kyle got you." John said before he began whistling a cheerful tune. After a brief pause Lana let out a sigh. "Ugh! I hate you. What did he get me." Lana asked, unfolding her arms and sitting up on the bench attentive. "Nothing, I don't want to make you mad, so I'm just going to listen to you and be quiet." John replied and sat down next to her on the bench with his arms folded. "Okay, okay I'll be nice. Tell me, tell me, tell me!" Lana asked with the puupy dog look on her face with her bottom lip poked out. "Nah." John said while rolling his eyes. "Tell me!" Lana yelled slapping his arm. "Okay fine." John said with his hands up in surrender. "Thought so." Lana said and letting out  a victory sigh to cap it off. "Kyle got us a blender from the mall to put in the kitchen." John replied with a big smile on his face. "Excuse me? A blender?" Lana said dropping her smile and raising her eyebrow. "You know a blender. Like the thing that mixes fruit and th-"John began to explain what a blender was before Lana cut him off with a hand up. "I know what a damn blender is. You acted like it was a trip to Hawaii or a house for us the way you were all excited!" Lana screamed and went back to sitting with her arms folded on the bench extremely mad now. "Did I? Sorry about that." John said joking.

"Let's go pick up the western union and go see my brother babe." John said patting his wife on the leg. The began to walk north toward the next town, which from the sign on the road indicated they were about 2.5 miles away. "The guy at the auto part store said there is a store in the next town that has a Western Union." John told Lana as they walked the deserted road hand in hand. "How are we going to get there John. I saw our picture on the news earlier." Lana asked. "Were going to buy a hotel room and Kyle is driving to pick us up as we speak. He should be to the next town were going to in the late afternoon." John replied. "And then what baby?" Lana asked. "Let's cross that bridge when we get to it Honey." John replied to her questionable request of worried wife syndrome.

"Did Kyle fake his own death?" Lana asked. "Yes." John replied earnestly. "Why?" Lana asked. "Wanted to play an April fools day prank on you." John answered sarcastic. "Har Har Har, you're so funny." Lana laughed extremely fake and loud.