Summary:

“Scott Hunter is next door, yes?”

“No way we're asking him for help. What would we even say? Hey Hunter, we were just fucking each other next door, and I broke my leg, and by the way, we think you're gay, so wanna help us?”

Or

Ilya and Shane just spent a great night together after the All-Star Game. Life is good.

Until Shane trips and breaks his leg, and they have to figure out what to do so he isn't found in his biggest rival's hotel room at 2 am.

Ilya has an idea. It involves asking Scott Hunter for help.