After an unfortunate burst of Erik's temper on a parking meter, both he and Raoul had been arrested and put into jail...

Erik sighed, his arms crossed. Raoul was sitting right next to him, in the same position. "So...who should we call to get us out of this mess?" Raoul asked. 

Erik sat with an angry look on his face. "I would call Christine, but I feel safer in jail." Raoul nodded. "She would lecture you to death." Erik growled. "You weren't any help either! The machine had stolen my money and you did nothing! I had to get my revenge!" 

"First of all, the machine didn't steal your money, it was a parking meter, we were paying to park. Second, I had to pry you off of the machine because you kept beating it with that stick you found on the floor!" Raoul sighed. "I just can't believe the security guard that saw us thought we were both beating up the machine. Only you should be in here, I'm innocent."

Erik turned towards him. "You already know I'm violent, don't push me any further." They both sighed in defeat. Raoul pulled out his cell phone. "I suppose we will have to call Christine..."

"I'm already here." Christine stood outside the cell, her hands on her hips. Erik and Raoul jumped a bit. "Angel! Um, how did you know we were here?" Erik asked. "The security guard called me and told me that my husband and friend was in jail, and I should come see the situation." 

She sighed. "Erik, you can't lose your temper like that anymore! Remember what happened with the chandelier?" Erik curled his fists. "I wish I had a chandelier for that security guard, and the parking meter." "See what I'm locked up with!" Raoul cried. 

Christine sighed and went over quickly to pay the bail money. Soon, Erik and Raoul were released and the three were on their way home. 

"I think you should apologize to Raoul for also dragging him into this situation, Erik." Erik looked at her in disgust. 

"I would rather go back to jail."