Jane crossed her arms over her chest as she waited for someone to answer the door. When her first round of knocks went unheard, she tried again, only harder. "That ought to do it. If not, I'm going to kick it in." She was all ready to really let this guy have it. Who did he think he was moving into her building and blasting his music like he hadn't a shred of respect for anyone else? As she was about to try just one more time, she heard the music die down and her heart gave a little happy flutter. She wasn't sure if would be able to kick the old door down, let alone pay for the cost of repairs if she just so happened to succeed. She took a step back as she heard the dead bolt click and watched as the door creaked open. She leaned in and peered through the crack with her piercing green eyes and annoyed frown plastered to her face.<br/><br/>A man appeared around the door frame and the door opened up a little wider.  He offered her an apologetic smile as he explained his lack of hearing and introduced himself. Jane was at a loss for words as she studied the man standing before her. She'd be lying if she said she didn't find him attractive. "Uhm.. Uh.. Yeah, your music was pretty loud. A lot of the neighbors on this floor are elderly, you know. Besides, even if you're partially deaf, why would you play music so late into the night, anyway?" Jane finally found her voice and was ashamed at how harsh her words came across. But she wasn't sorry. "And my name is Jane." she added at the end.<br/><br/>She took a step away from his door and pulled her robe tightly around her, using the tie cords to keep the front of it closed up. She wasn't exactly wearing anything revealing underneath, but she still felt somewhat exposed in her t shirt and shorts.