Will was in the middle of tossing a salad when the door to his apartment
started rattling. He had decided to lock it, afraid Jack would just walk
right in and make himself comfortable. Figuring it was Jack he tip-toed
over to the door and peeked out the little hole that allowed one to see who
the guest was. To his surprise he saw masses of red hair.
He felt his hands go to the locks and he opened the door. "Grace! What are you doing here?" He cried.
"I wanted to stop by and say "hi". Since when do you lock your door?" She came in and plopped down on the couch.
"Since New York claimed to have the highest crime rate. Grace, I have company coming!" Will cried angrily, knowing that Karen would be there any minute, and he wasn't sure how he would explain it to Grace.
Grace didn't seem to get it. "Well, why don't I play Mrs. Truman!" She said playfully. "Leo's outta town, who'd care?"
"I'd care. Grace, this isn't a good time. Please, I'll call you, I promise." Will pleaded.
Grace looked at him, finally realizing he really wanted her gone. "Oh, I see. You have "company", probably some company you'd want to spend some time with," she grinned mischievously as she got up and began walking backwards towards the door, "maybe sleep with?" She smiled, poking Will's side. Suddenly she felt herself collide into someone standing in the doorway.
"Let's hope it doesn't get to that." An all too familiar shrill voice drawled from behind her.
"Karen?" Grace asked slowly turning around to come face to face with Karen.
"Yeah, honey." Karen smiled at Grace. Grace backed up and stared from Karen's happy expression to Will's slightly embarrassed yet confused look.
"What's going on here?" Grace wiggled a finger at the two of them.
"Will invited me over to go over some papers, that's what we were talking about in the swatch room. There highly top secret documents and no one but Will and I are allowed to read them. So, I guess Will will call you. Kisses all around." Karen cried as she shoved Grace out the door.
"Ok, bye guys." Grace still was very confused and couldn't shake the feeling that something was going on.
He felt his hands go to the locks and he opened the door. "Grace! What are you doing here?" He cried.
"I wanted to stop by and say "hi". Since when do you lock your door?" She came in and plopped down on the couch.
"Since New York claimed to have the highest crime rate. Grace, I have company coming!" Will cried angrily, knowing that Karen would be there any minute, and he wasn't sure how he would explain it to Grace.
Grace didn't seem to get it. "Well, why don't I play Mrs. Truman!" She said playfully. "Leo's outta town, who'd care?"
"I'd care. Grace, this isn't a good time. Please, I'll call you, I promise." Will pleaded.
Grace looked at him, finally realizing he really wanted her gone. "Oh, I see. You have "company", probably some company you'd want to spend some time with," she grinned mischievously as she got up and began walking backwards towards the door, "maybe sleep with?" She smiled, poking Will's side. Suddenly she felt herself collide into someone standing in the doorway.
"Let's hope it doesn't get to that." An all too familiar shrill voice drawled from behind her.
"Karen?" Grace asked slowly turning around to come face to face with Karen.
"Yeah, honey." Karen smiled at Grace. Grace backed up and stared from Karen's happy expression to Will's slightly embarrassed yet confused look.
"What's going on here?" Grace wiggled a finger at the two of them.
"Will invited me over to go over some papers, that's what we were talking about in the swatch room. There highly top secret documents and no one but Will and I are allowed to read them. So, I guess Will will call you. Kisses all around." Karen cried as she shoved Grace out the door.
"Ok, bye guys." Grace still was very confused and couldn't shake the feeling that something was going on.