“I know that I need to change the batteries, I even HAVE batteries, it’s just that when I try to get the smoke alarm down to change the batteries, it doesn’t come off. It’s like someone super-glued it to the ceiling as a cruel, cruel joke.” Which probably wasn’t the case, but they, you never know. Vanessa was highly frustrated and losing her cool, whatever cool she had at 3 a.m., and when Idris tried to be amusing through faint sarcasm and wit, she tried to keep a straight face as best as she could, but she just couldn’t help it. Laughing, Vanessa shook her head. “Oh it’s an absolute pleasure to meet you again under these conditions. I told you I’d bang on your ceiling didn’t I?” She smiled and opened the fridge, seeing what she could offer Idris.
She bent into the fridge, completely forgetting her short shorts, and probably giving Idris a little show. “Would you like a beer, lemonade, diet coke or water?” She grabbed a bottle of water for herself while she was in the fridge, the last thing she needed was soda at this hour. She stood up and out of the fridge, but kept it open for his answer, adjusting her shorts. As she did this she realized what she had probably just done, and blushed a bit, it figured. The shorts were officially getting thrown out. “Maybe you can have better luck getting the smoke alarm off than me.”