She turned so quickly that he hair whipped her in the cheek when she heard him speak. He was climbing to his feet, and drawing a SWORD?!<br/>"What Weapon?!" She shouted back at him, near hysterics. "I don't know what you're talking about!"<br/>She looked at the phone in her hand then changed stances, holding it in front of her like a sword of her own.<br/>"Listen Buddy, I didn't do anything to you ok. You probably just got drunk and...and I don't know picked my lock!<br/>I want you to leave. Leave n-n-now or i'll call the police!"<br/><br/>She was circling around to get near the front door incase she had to make a run for it. Too bad this guy was a sword carrying lunatic. He was rather good looking.