<div class="floatright">(http://quizilla.teennick.com/user_images/B/BR/BRO/Brown.Eyes.White.Dumbies/1194110168_enPunkGirl.jpg)</div>Sunny managed to reach the door before any of the women had gotten a chance to react to her sudden escape attempt, but by the time she had opened it, they were advancing on her once again.<br/><br/>Where're you going, Sunshine? It looked like you were having a good time, to me.<br/><br/>I bet cherry pie filling would be good in a deep-fried crepe. It could be called a chimicherry. Or maybe a cherrychanga.<br/><br/>Ripple in still water. When there is no pebble tossed, nor wind to blow...<br/><br/>Put simply, Sunshine Evans was not very good at making quick decisions, especially if she was under a lot of pressure. Sunny felt another surge of adrenaline pour into her bloodstream, and she reacted with the only thing she ever really managed to do in scary situations; run away. Sunny slammed the door behind her, miraculously getting it closed before any scantily-clad paws manged to reach the other side and pull back. She chanced a half a second to see if there was a lock. There was, but it was old and rusted, and it looked as though it would break without much extra effort. Still, Sunny wanted any advantage she could get, so she slid the old-fashioned bolt into place before hurrying forward, searching (and perhaps praying) for another way out of the room.