After receiving a firm talk from his mother and then another from his father Sam was finally allowed to leave the house and meet up with Ginger as they had planned. He tossed his shirt on over his beach shorts and grabbed his guitar before hopping into the fireplace. "Have fun," Anna said to her son. "And call if anything changes right?" she reminded him.

"I will mom," he said taking a handful of floo powder.

"I love you Melchor," she said sweetly.

Sam laughed. "Love you too mom, don't get all mushy, I'm just going to see my girlfriend."

"There you go, saying that word again," she teased. "Have fun, tell Ginger I said hello."

"I will," he tossed his handful of floo powder and the spinning began, dumping him off in the McAvery living room, apparently the lion's den. He stepped out to see Ginger's parents fighting, unsure what to do, he stood there dumbfounded. "Uh... hi," he said stupidly. "Is Ginge home?"