Roxanne grabbed her arm. "Are you crazy?"

"Yes...she is.." Chucky answered.

"Hush you!" Tiffany kicked the pin then turned to Roxanne. "Why do you ask?"

"Jesse's out there! If he sees that trunk, he will suspect us!" Roxanne looked out the window to Jesse washing is van.

Tiffany giggled. "No way! He's a total sweetheart. I bet I can get him to help me but Chucky's body into the trunk of my car."

Roxanne turned to her. "Hmm... sure!" She giggled.

Tiffany left the trailer and sat on the brown trunk. "Jesse! Could you give me a hand, please?"

Roxie looked out the window with a laugh. "Oh Tiffany is gonna get it!"

Chucky rolled his eyes. "Whatever..."

Roxanne looked at him. "Jealous, are we?" She looked out the window again.

Jesse walked towards Tiffany, putting over a white top over his rippling muscles.

Roxanne gasped. "Oh god.."

Chucky put his face to the pin bars. "What? What's going on? If he's touching Tiffany, I'll kill 'em!"

Roxie chuckled shaking her head. "He's actually helping her lift your body into the trunk of the car!"

Tiffany smiled. "Thank you, Sweetface!"

Roxanne smiled. "How cute!"

Tiffany walked in. "Told ya!" She giggled.

Roxanne chuckled. "Jesse a single boy?"

Tiffany lite a cigarette. "Nah, he's dating some broad named Jade."

Roxanne let out a sigh. "Too bad."

"Shut up! Oh my god, I don't care!" Chucky rattled the play pin.

Tiffany inhaled smoke then exhaled into Chucky's face. "Don't me mean, Charles."

Chucky coughed. "Get me out of here or I swear!"

"You'll swear what?" Roxanne stood beside Tiffany.

"I'll kill you both!" He gritted his teeth.

Tiffany put her cigarette out. "Can you keep an eye on him again for me, please?"

Roxanne shook her head. "Actually, Tiff, I was going to find a job."

Tiffany tilted her head to the right. "Really? Right now?"

"If not, when?" Roxanne was lying. She just didn't want to babysit Charles.

Tiffany perked up a smile. "Well, okay then." She sat on the dark purple sofa.

Roxanne went into Tiffany's room. "Is it okay if I try on some stuff?"

"Help yourself, dollface!" She yelled across the trailer without taking her eyes off of Chucky.

Chucky sat down and looked up at Tiffany. "Why won't you let me out of here? I'll play nice!"

Tiffany chuckled. "Yeah, okay. I won't let you out because you're an asshole."

"Oh, good one, you should be a lawyer." He rolled his eyes.

Meanwhile, Roxanne looked around the room, looking for something decent. She wanted to talk with Jesse. Even though he had a gal, it didn't mean she couldn't talk to him. Right? After looking through some private things of Tiffany's, she managed to find a decent dress. Roxie sat her holsters on top of the dresser then took off her clothes again and changed into a black Tulle dress. She slipped on dark spiderweb stockings and ever so sightly smaller than her feet, Troopa Combat Boots. In the body sized mirror, Roxanne tried some of the makeup Tiffany had gotten for her. With a very steady hand, she made perfect winged eyeliner on each eye. She quickly applied red lipstick to her delicate, slim lips. Under her dress, she clung her guns to her thigh.

Roxanne walked out of the trailer, slamming the door behind her trying to silence the unbearable argument between Tiffany and Chucky. She quickly sneaked across the neighborhood until she reached Jesse's house.

"Uh, Jesse? Are you there?" Roxanne knocked.

A young woman with fiery ginger hair flung the door open, almost hitting Roxanne if she hadn't jumped out of the way.

"Come on, Jade! You wanted the truth and I told it to you!" Jesse chased after her.

"Little bitch..." Roxanne muttered. She stood on the steps, watching these two fight like Chucky and Tiffany.

Jade quickly got into her small, blue car. "Jesse, just don't talk to me for a few days! This is insane!" She drove away.

Roxanne stood there, looking at his slender features.

Jesse sighed, turning around Roxanne.

Roxie smiled. "Wanna talk?"

Jesse shrugged. "I don't know if it's the right time, Roxanne."

Roxanne frowned. "Well, I sure want to talk to you. Can I come in?"

Jesse tried going back into his house but Roxanne kept blocking the entrance. He laughed. "You don't give up, do you?"

Roxanne shook her head. "Nope, sorry."

Jesse stood very close to her face, examining her appearance. "You...look familiar. Have you been on TV before?"

"Just the usual mugshot or some lucky bastard snapped a picture of me killing someone..." She thought.

Roxanne shook her head. "Nope...never." Oh great, lie to another person, Roxanne.

Jesse shrugged. "I'm sure I'll figure it out later. You seem like a familiar face I've seen recently."

Roxanne looked at Jesse's small trailer. "Can I go in? Just to talk?"

Jesse sighed. "Yea, go on ahead."

Roxanne walked into his pig sty of a trailer with Jesse following behind.

"Sorry for the mess." He picked up some clothes and threw them in a nearby hamper.

Roxanne took a seat on his bed. "Tiffany's is kinda worse." She giggled.

"Want a drink?" He opened a Coka Cola bottle.

Roxanne shook her head. "No thanks. Uh, anyway, quick question, what did you and Jade talk about?"

Jesse took a swig of his soda. "I want to run away with Jade but she won't listen to me. Her uncle Warren is the head of police and she's scared Needlenose or him will find us. She got a little steamed and that's when she stormed out."

"Right, almost hitting me." Roxanne crossed her legs.

Jesse chuckled slightly. "Yea, she's got a little temper.

Roxanne faked gasped. "Really? I thought that door came out of no where! I was looking for Auntie Anne and I was swept into a tornado!" She laughed.

Jesse smiled. "You're funny."

Roxanne smiled back. "Thanks."

"You have some quick reflexes! Where did you learn to move that quickly?" Jesse leaned against the counter.

Roxanne blushed. No one wanted to ever talk to her about herself. "I was taught by Charles." She didn't say his last name.

"That's cool! You know a lot about fighting?" He took another swig.

Roxie nodded. "Everything."

Jesse smiled more. "That's so badass! Jade couldn't even..." His words disappeared.

Roxanne frowned. "Is something wrong?"

Jesse pointed out the window. "Looks like a storm is starting. It's coming from Tiffany's, wait, what?"

Roxanne quickly crawled to the window view from the bed. "Oh shit." Gusts of wind shivered Roxanne when she stepped outside.

Jesse opened his door. "Do you think we should go check?"

Roxanne turned around. "Uh, no!" She looked at the rain clouds surrounding the house. "The Heart of Damballa..."

"What's that?" Jesse stood beside her.

Roxanne shoved Jesse inside and closed the door. "Sorry, Jesse!" She tried yelling over the thunder. "I'll talk to you later!" As quickly as she humanly could, she ran towards Tiffany's. "Please be okay...Please be okay!" She repeated. Roxanne could hear Tiffany screaming like she was being murdered which to Roxanne, is quite possible. She tried to jimmy the door handle to open the door. Roxanne lifted up her dress slightly and slung out her .22LR 9-Shot Revolver and blew the door handle off. She kicked the door open and ran inside. "Tiffany?!" She slung the gun back into her holster.

"You son of a bitch!" Tiffany roared from bathroom.