Lila took longer than expected, as soon as she pulled her leg warmers on, she had to go to the bathroom, which meant going to the toilet, pulling off her top, then pulling down the leotard and tights, doing her business, then pulling everything up again, then washing her hands.<br/><br/>Finally she was ready, and humming a tune from the Nutcracker as she headed back into the studio where surprisingly, Lila found herself to be alone. Madame must have really misplaced that CD, Lila would talk her daddy into buying the woman an ipod with accessories for Christmas, she'd whine to him and tell him if he buttered up her instructor then she might just get the lead...Not that such things would weigh on the decision making.<br/><br/>During her wait, Lila went through some more stretches, using the barre to keep her muscles in check. Time was ticking on, not that Lila was in a hurry to get home, but the later it got, the colder the walk home would be...and it isn't really the safest neighbourhood to saunter around in after dark. A lot of shady characters about.<br/><br/>Lila couldn't wait any longer and decided to go give Madame a hand. Four eyes and better than two. So, she headed toward the office. here were voices. Lila couldn't make out any of the words, but it seemed like Madame was busy...Probab;y a couple parents come back to whine about their daughters role in the recital, or the colour of the costumes.<br/><br/>Not wanting to fully interrupt, Lila thought she'd just open the door a little just to remind Madame she was still there. So, Lila's hand reached out and wrapped around the door handle and she turned it slowly and opened the door just a little bit to have a peak. Her eyes went wide when she glanced at the happenings inside the room. Her mouth opened to scream, but quickly her free hand covered it.<br/><br/>She had to call the police. Oh god! What the heck? Lila let go of the door, turned on her heels and ran.