Chris looked at Justin very intently. "J, can you do something for me?"

Justin frowned, his eyes darting back and forth between KM and Chris. "What?" he asked suspiciously.

Chris looked down at the ground for a second, then looked back up. "If Britney calls -- for any reason -- don't tell her where you are?"

Justin's frown grew deeper. "Why would she call? I mean, couldn't she get that from anyone at the office?"

"I told them to not tell anyone without clearance where you are."

Justin took a step back. "The hell?" He shook his head. "What the hell is going on?" he shouted "You've got me here and there are...these people!" He pointed at KM. "And you won't tell me anything! I fucking saw things in New York and no one will tell me what they were!"