"Um.... you do realize that it isn't a crime. It doesn't matter if your father didn't let you play a instrument, he isn't her now so there's nothing to worry about. Besides even if you somehow end up living with your father again he won't know you can play unless you play in front of him." He explained.

Ezra came screeching around the corner of the street in a DeLorean DMC-12. Nearly hitting the house he stop just in time, though he did destroy some of the greenery in front it. He opened the door and scrambled out of the car hitting the wall and the running away from it. After a minute Ute he ran back to the car and opened the hood, and all the doors trying to figure out what's wrong. "Dame." He said as he ran to the next door. "Dame, dame." He stepped back and looked at the car. He then noticed that he was in front of a house and was parked quite close to it at that. He pulled out the keys of the car, close all the doors and locked it. He ran up to the door and walked in the house looking around in it. He ran around till he ran into a old looking lady. He looked up at the housekeeper and said "sorry."