We all sat in the kitchen, talking and drinking. John's friend was a guy from Bloomington, Ind., who lived in a trailer — I think he might have been the inspiration for "Jack and Diane." John was getting irritable because he was figuring out it wasn't going to happen between me and him, and he was a cocky guy to begin with. John and the Beater ended up in this huge argument about everything: politics, religion, stupid stuff. John was ready to punch him out, which worked out well for me, because it distracted him. But even if the Beater hadn't been there, I would have gotten out of that situation — I always found a way. I've walked for miles down country roads in the middle of the night after a guy I didn't like tried to put the moves on me.