Heather stopped when the man spoke and then asked her if this place was her condo. "My condo? Hell naw, this is not my condo. This place needs more color and if it was my condo, you wouldn't be seeing white everywhere you go," she clarified after the man before her spoke, though with a threatening tone. If anyone was a psycho, it was her.<br/><br/>"And no, I'm sure as hell we didn't sleep together," she answered with a chuckle. In fact the man in front of her look as if he just got out of high school and Heath knew that when he became a woman, he was going to date older guys and even much older guys. "Do I look like I know where your clothes are at?" she asked. "I'm sure I don't even know what this thing is I'm hiding behind." The man didn't seem like a threat, so Heather left her position behind the obelisk and showed her whole body wearing the white hospital scrub, though a bit smaller given her figure. "So if you don't know how or even why we are both in here, I don't suppose you know what this thing is. Anyway, my name Heath .... I mean Heather." With the young man before looking as panicky as her, she assume it was safe to introduce herself ... properly.