The vendor almost fainted from the pain and was persuaded to step into an alley where I was waiting.All we really wanted to know was the next step up ...n the hierarchy, and the vendor was able to tell us that. Naturally, it did take a few minutes of persuasion before we got the information we needed, but we left the vendor with a broken elbow and the need to visit the nearest ER. I called 911 for the medical aid before we left the vendor sitting in the alley and crying from the pain. He had also. “I...” Cindy blushed, grateful that Hannah couldn't see. “Aww, you're blushing.” 'Damn!' She cursed, internally. “Okay, I'll spare your embarrassment,” Hannah continued. “I didn't want a big do, so I thought just you, me, Josh, Karen, Damon and Hayley would be a whole lot of fun, don't you think?” “It's going to be amazing, Hann'! I can't wait!” Cindy's blushing cheeks split with an enormous grin. “Thank you!” “You're welcome, Cin',” Hannah laughed. “Happy birthday! You know most normal people. “I’m not sure though. You would have to ask Coco or Jeannine.”“What are these three doors for?” I asked as I examined the doors. “What do you know about them?”“These doors lead into three separate party rooms. Where a group of ladies can hire a performer to spend his time with them. Anybody can join the party. Come on let’s continue!”We left the hallway through a forth door and walked down a new staircase. It led us down to a new hallway with up to twenty doors!Sybil’s story continued. Coco. What do you think?”It turned out that that person was, of all people, Tabitha Jenkins, the cheerleader/artist who kept coming to play practice, even though the sets were finished. She was forever dabbing paint here or there, to improve her canvases, but spent a lot of time just watching rehearsal too. She was the one who eventually spoke more than one or two words to the men. She was walking from one side of the stage to the other, trying not to disturb the flow of the funeral in act two, and.