When Mr Worthington arrived on the scene Summer instantly tensed up, gritting her teeth and glaring at the older man as he spoke to her. On the inside, however, she was dying. Oh god, she really was stuck wasn't she? "Like hell you're selling me overseas, or doing any of that stuff, you ^&*^@ European!" Clearly, she had decided 'European' was a good insult, although she also decided to back it up by flipping Mr Worthington off. By this point, she honestly didn't care what happened, although there was a part of her that was screaming for her not to go any further and just take the events like a good little victim. "I'll get out somehow! You know I could do it!"
Zack nodded, turning around and starting to move. "My house isn't that far from here. I'll have to try and find the key somewhere, but knowing my neighbour, I have a fairly good idea of where it'll be. I love predictable people." He laughed, glancing back at Flynn. "You seem slightly worried... then again, I don't blame you. I am going to be tying you up and throwing you in the back of a van." Of course, this being Zack, he couldn't resist winking.