Trying (unsuccessfully) to sleep, Derek heard a noise he hadn't heard in a long time. It sounded like a constant tap...... As if someone was trying.....No, It couldn't be! Someone knocking on his door? How did anyone find out where he lived? Hell, he barely remembered where he lived most of the time, finding this place was pure luck. Finding a top floor apartment with just about everything in view definitely had its advantages. He quietly rose out of his bed, put a pair of pants on, and peered into his door's peephole. On the other side he saw a man.... A relatively sane looking man with long hair and a determined look. A simple test of wits could prove much, if he asked the right questions.<br/><br/>"WHAT.. is your name?" Derek asked with a voice that sounded serious and amusing at the same time.<br/>"A..Alex." Came the reply from the other side.<br/>"WHAT.. is your quest?"<br/>"To save my ass!"<br/>Now Derek got really creative. "WHAT.. is the air-speed velocity of an unladen swallow?"<br/>The man on the other side seemed irritated at this point. Derek knew that this last question was BS, but he didn't expect what came next.<br/>"....African or European?"<br/>The look on Derek's face was about priceless. Having only witnessed the event once, that was all he knew. But anyone who could remember that was worthy of being labeled sane, especially anywhere near here.<br/>The door opened slowly, quietly. Derek quickly signaled for Alex to enter, and silently closed it behind him.<br/><br/>A new day. An old apartment. A new acquaintance.