Robin: "I went home with that girl, her name is Mary [...] We met at, the club, wherever we were at last night, I was watching her dance and she was Really nice, and um, and then we started talking, and we just talked for hours! So we're talking and she seemed really- you know, cool, get to grow some conversation, and everybody is leaving, you know, out of the club, and it's one of those things where we're not really quite to the point where we want to say, "Well, why don't you come back to my place", or "Why don't you invite me over to her place", probably. But uh, it had come down to this, 'cuz everybody was leaving but we- it was the mutual feeling- we didn't want to say "Okay, see you later", you know. So we end up going for a walk- which ended up leading to her place, and when- She lives in this uh, 5 level house, apartment, you know, where somebody lives upstairs and she lives downstairs- Duplex. Duplex! She showed me her pet snake, and we're hanging out, eventually, nice kid, and the sun's about to come up, and we're- just slept together, and we haven't. Fallen asleep yet, we've kinda been in and out, so to speak! [giggling] And so by this time it's about 11 or noon, few hours ago, we had spent the night together, we're totally cool, we're gonna see eachother tonight, or whatever, and uh, we're about to get dressed, and BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM on the door. And she's like, "I wonder who that is." And we had talked, I had, you know, asked her about, boyfriend situation, she lives with anybody, blah blah blah, and that was all tied up in a nice little knot, so I thought! And she's just kinda silent, "Well, are you gonna answer?" She's like, "Well-" BOOM BOOM BOOM- "MARY!!" Holy fuck. She starts- "Oh my god, oh my god. This is- my life's over, my life's over, you can't even- you can't be here!" And- there's no back door or anything- I haven't even seen the rest of her apartment, I only saw the front room, that's where all the shit is, you know, I mean I didn't go to the kitchen or the back room or the bathroom or anything. So she's freaking out, I mean physically shaking, real bad, I mean, something tense. And I was like "What- who is it?" She's like, "My ex-boyfriend." I said, "Ex-boyfriend. You sure, it's your ex-boyfriend," she's like "Yeah, yeah, but he's not happy with the ex part of the- you know" And uh, so she's freaking out, I'm picking up all my clothes, kicking rubbers under the bed, "Here, take your necklaces," everything, and uh, she shoves me in the bathroom, the bathroom is like, about as small as that bathroom. One window, and it's an old house with the doorknob and the turn lock that's been painted over, and the windowsill painted shut, so she's standing in the bathroom going, "PLEASE don't make any sound, don't- just don't- just get dressed! Don't make any sound just get in the tub," I was like "Is this- are you serious, it's gonna be this bad, you sure I can't- stay here, you just tell him" "NO!!" I said, "Don't answer the door!" She says, "He KNOWS I'm in here, he KNOWS I'm here." And all of the sudden, the knocking and the banging and the "MARY!!" from outside is all of a sudden inside the living room. "MARY, WHERE ARE YOU??" She shuts the door, she's like "Shhh!!!!!" And she runs into the front room so he doesn't come back looking for her- I was, I hadn't slept all night but all of a sudden the adrenaline rushes out, totally! I can't believe I'm laughing about it, 'cause I was like, almost in tears. So, I hear fighting and screaming, "WHERE IS HE!" And for a while, I didn't see him, 'cause I was in the bathroom, all I hear is this husky policeman type, you know, intense, motivated to- kick my ass, "WHERE IS HE! IS HE IN THE WASHROOM?! IS HE IN THE WASHROOM!!" The place has got 3, 4 rooms, you know, and I'm trying to be quiet, and I'm trying to push the window thing, but it's one of those windows that you gotta go, BAM! You know, to get it up, so I like- DAMN IT, I make a horrendous noise and it opens like, that much. And I hear um, them uh, bouncing, molecule in the living room, you know, she's got a weight bench and a coffee table and a bed, that's about it, snake tank, yeah, not much to throw around. I hear shit breaking, people getting slammed agaisnt the-probably Mary, getting slammed against the wall, and I'm starting to think "Well, should I go out, is she, does it sound like she's getting hurt?" Just as I open the door, something- I hear glass breaking, and all I can hear is her- "PUT THE THING DOWN!! PUT THE THING DOWN!" She's like "IT'S BETWEEN YOU AND ME! IT'S BETWEEN YOU AND ME, he has nothing to do with this!" And he's all, "I'M GONNA KICK HIS ASS, I'M GONNA KILL HIM, WHERE IS HE" And I'm just I'm shitting my pants by this time and I've got my knife in my pocket I'm looking around like, fistful of Q-tips, just like, totally helpless. So I hear him looking for me, he's like "Is he here?" she's like "Put the thing down!"- I didn't know if he had a gun, or what, it turns out that he had, I found out later, that he had a bicycle lock, you know the- the kryptonite lock. She came barreling down the hallway into the bathroom door, you know and I had my foot against the door like this, you know, so that it wouldn't open, and trying to open the window out here, cuz that's how small the bathroom is, foot jammed against the bathroom, I got like, my purse around my shoulder and all my jewelry and shit stuffed in my pockets, trying to get the fuck out. I mean it's funny that I can laugh about it now but I was really, really scared. And so finally, she's like "Don't go in there! It's between you and me he's got nothing to do with this"- blah blah blah, she gets him out, they're in the front room again, cuz they were in the hallway, and I'm just. Sweating bullets. And um, she comes down knocking on the door- or I heard a knock on the door and I didn't know who it was, I didn't know whether to open it, I didn't hear any screaming anymore, she's like "It's Mary, it's me." She opens the door, she's like "You gotta come out, he's not gonna leave until you come out" and I was like, "You gotta be Kidding me" I said "You sure it's your ex-boyfriend," I just wanted to grasp-realize, you know, what I had gotten myself into.