"There's nothing good to watch."said Pietro, as he flipped through the channels.
"You're giving me a headache, surfing through them so quickly."Lance told him.
Pietro turned the tv off.
"This is the most boring day of my life."he said.
"And the one where I've gone the most time without eating, yo. No flies anywhere."
"How could you have finished them off!"
"Can't you eat rats instead?"
"No."
"You'd never finished those off."
"Not fly season anymore."said Lance. "Until next year."
They heard a knock on the door.
"Who's that?"
They all ran to get the door. Pietro got to it first and opened it.
"You'vegotthewronghouse."he said, and shut the door.
The person knocked again.
"Who was that?"
"Creditors."
"I was so sure we scared them off that last time!"exclaimed Lance.
"I'll handle this!"said Fred.
"Guys!"they heard a familiar voice on the other side of the door.
"That doesn't sound like creditors, yo."
"Tricky, tricky! We'll teach them a lesson."
"Where'd they go?"asked Fred, looking around.
"Probably gave up, and left."said Pietro.
"What if they're back with reinforcements, yo?"
"I hope not for their own good."said Lance.
They went back into the house, and found someone watching tv.
"I don't see what's so exciting out there, that you have to go instead of seeing to your guest's needs!"said someone who was sitting in Pietro's spot on the couch, and flipping through the channels.
"What are you doing here?"
"Ricardo!"
He turned of the tv.
"Well, I need a place to stay."
"Aren't you supposed to be Europe, making millions?"
"Sometimes businesses don't come out the way you want them to, and this one didn't."