<strong>Piledriver Lane</strong><br/><br/>Upon hearing the music Lorraine puts her finger to the bell once again, letting it ring long and loud. "Hey," Lorraine said, flashing a sexy smile when the door finally opened. "Pizza Land with your delivery." She rattled off the flavors and stated the amount due. "Fifteen twenty, please Sir. "<br/><br/>"I don't care who ordered it." Lorraine grinned. "I am just interested in who is gonna pay for it. I hope you like Margeritha, Extra Cheese and Hot American." She handed the boxes to the guy that seemed willing to pay, accepting the twenty dollar bill. "That's four eighty change", she said, rattling the change in her pocket hoping he'd wave it off. As Greg came closer, a wave of nauseau swept over her and she swallowed to keep her lunch down. "Oh man... What is that smell? Blood? Are you having an emergency in there? Should I call 911?"<br/><br/>She moved forward, just enough to peer into the house. "Help's on the way." She called back, and looked at Greg. "You're not looking too good either. Should lie down on or something." Lorraine looked at the other boy. "Can you help him to bed, I'll go see that girl."