"What do we do?" asks Dave, scared. "I don't know"
you say. Barbara, who you call Barb, says she has and idea.
"Whydontwejustgetouttathisfreakyhousewhilewecan?" she says,
horrified. "Barb." You say calmly. Usually, Barb is calm,
confident and tomboyish. Now she was acting like a three year old
sister. "It's okay" Barb is unsure. "Letsget-OUT OF
HERE!" she yells. "YEAH!" screams Dave. They both bolt
out the door, opening it violently. Now what do you
do?