A night out on the town seemed to be a great idea. It was Friday night. A big film has opened up at Grauman's causing a huge celebration down in Hollywood. You weren't super into the films, sure you watched them, but didn't gush over any of the stars which was something considering your older brother was among the most popular.

You and your girl friends stopped when you spotted a group of rowdy men walking up the sidewalk. They looked to be drunk and you instinctively began to panic. You and your friends ran into a nearby diner and requested to use the phone. The lovely older lady behind the counter showed you where it was and gave you a couple coins because you looked so distressed.

"Operator give me 29543 please." You waited a good minute for your brother to pick up. You hoped he wasn't at that big bash just a couple blocks away. To your luck he wasn't.

"Hello?" His familiar drawl relieved you.

"Hello? Jimmy? This is y/n, me and my friends are stuck at the Hollywood Diner, can you come get us?"

"Why can't your friends ring their brothers to get them out of trouble for a change? I'll be there in a few, kid, stay put." He ordered and hung up the phone. You hung the phone up and walked over to your friends.

You fiddled with your fingers while you watched the door, waiting for the familiar car.

"Did he sound mad?" One friend asked, you chuckled.

"No, Jimmy doesn't have the capability of getting angry. But he did seem rather annoyed." You looked to the door to see your brother's tall stature. He opened the door to the diner and motioned for you to follow him.

"Sorry kids, I only have enough room for one today," he walked over to your friends, handing them each some change, "call your own brothers or fathers to get you."

You got into the car and he came around to get into the drivers side. He started the car and started to drive the familiar route home.

"Care to say what happened this time?" He asked without looking your way.

"We were walking down the street and saw a group of drunks and naturally we were scared and ran to the nearest open place for shelter."

"That's it? The way you talked on the telephone made it seem like more happened."

"That was it, honest." He pulled into the driveway and turned the car off. You got out of the car and walked up to the door.

"I'm so glad you weren't at that premiere tonight, otherwise I don't know what would have happened."

"You could have called mom and dad you know, it doesn't always have to be big brother Jimmy to come and save the day." He chuckled while unlocking the door.

You walked up the stairs to your bedroom which was right across the hall from Jimmy's. To some, it was surprising that a man in his late-twenties still lived at home with his family, especially a big Hollywood star, but to him, he couldn't see life any other way at this age.

You closed your door and changed for bed, sitting at the vanity to take your makeup off.

"I know too well that I'm just wasting precious time

In thinking such a thing could be

That you could ever care for me

I'm sure you'll hate to hear

That I adore you, dear" you heard your brother singing from across the hall. He never sang.

You got up and opened your door to see him standing in his room in his pajamas with a sheet of music in his hand. When he saw you watching he quickly stopped.

"I didn't know you sang in pictures," you crossed your arms.

"I don't normally, but the studio thinks it'll be great to pair me with Eleanor Powell in a musical. She's the hottest star right now and it could be a good boost for me, too."

"That's the song you sing?"

"It's one of 'em, this is the one they have me practicing first. They said if my vocals aren't right that they have a track to use instead."

"Well, you sound good to me."

"Thank you dear sister," he bowed, making you chuckle.

"Anytime dear brother. Well, I'm off to bed," he quickly came over and gave a kiss to the top of your head.

"Sweet dreams, kid."

"Sweet dreams, Jimmy." You smiled before closing your door, allowing your brother to practice singing in peace.