“Me? You’re the one shifting through my door. Alice what’s wrong with you get up off of the floor.” Bette said as she stepped closer to Alice to help her up.

“No! stay over there, get away from me!” she yelled still covering her eyes from the light gleaming off of Bette’s body. Bette immediately backed away and finally saw that Carmen’s eyes were red and she was looking at the door against Alice’s back like a puppy needing to go out. Then the hard pounding on her door startled her and she jumped with fear and the light diminished from her body as she was now frightened. The knocking stopped and Carmen looked around her as though she didn’t know where she was and Alice finally removed her hand from her eyes. Bette was still looking at the door half expecting someone to knock it down trying to get to her.

“Jesus, what the hell is wrong with you?”

“Me again? Alice what the fuck, is somebody chasing you?”

“Yea, Shane!”

“Shane!?” both Carmen and Bette said together.

“Bette please open the door.” Shane said through the door. Alice stood up and backed away from the door and stood in the living room watching the door. Bette opened the door and saw where Shane had lipstick all over her face and her shirt was torn open across her shoulder on down. Shane walked in and stood next to the door as Bette backed away and Carmen still couldn’t figure out how she’d gotten into Bette’s apartment.

“What the hell happened between you two?” Bette asked as she looked between Shane and Alice. Alice was ready to take off and Shane was standing with her hand on her forehead not knowing what to say.

“We were coming up to…”Alice was interrupted by loud moans coming through the walls. “What the hell is that?”

“My neighbors. They’ve been going at it like all day.” Alice nodded her head in approval. “I’m afraid I might have to call the police or at least the ambulance.”

“Oh come on Bette there’s nothing wrong with a little bit of passion.” Alice defended the couple.

“Al they’re like 70 plus, at that age it’s dangerous.”