"What are you doing?" Georg agitatedly asked Rachel as she stopped the elevator again but this time on the third floor. "This is the third time! Do you even know where she lives?" He didn't doubt it for a minute if the girl didn't she seemed mad enough.

"I'm pretty sure she lives on the fifth floor, but I know her apartment ends in 03," Rachel replied as she walked to the door of apartment 303 to knock on the door to see or make sure if it was Maria's apartment or not.

"If you're pretty sure, then you're probably right! Let's just go for the fifth floor, instead of wasting our time here!" Georg said through gritted teeth.

"Since we're already here let's just try it to make sure. Hold the elevator door wills ya?"

"Yeah sure," Georg said as he stepped inside of the elevator and pressed the "close doors" button and then he pressed the fifth floor button.

He stood in the elevator as the numbers pinged by as the elevator rose to the fifth floor. Everything was rushing through his head. He had no idea what he was going to say to her, if this was truly where she lived. Figuring Rachel to be somewhat out of her mind he wouldn't be too surprised if it wasn't his Maria. He heard a final ping signaling him that he had reached the 5th floor. Georg took in a deep breath as the elevator doors slid open and he let it back out as he walked out of the elevator. Remembering what Rachel had said about apartment "503" he decided to try that door first.

Walking slowly, trying to build his confidence, he came up to the door. Hold his arm up in knock position he lightly rapped on the door. He held his breath as he waited for someone to answer his knocking. No one came. Swearing he could hear foot steps, he knocked again, hoping that someone would come to the door. Even if it wasn't her, someone answering the door would at least confirm that this was a complete waste of his time. He listened again and was nearly positive that he heard shuffling on the other side of the door. The locks on the other side started to turn and Georg, realizing that he had been holding his breath let out a long sigh as the door started to swing open.

"May I help you?" A young man asked as he stared at Georg awkwardly.

"You're not Maria," Georg said with out realizing.

"No sir I'm not, I have all the wrong plumbing to be a Maria, no mater how hard I wish," the boy said. Georg had not noticed at first glance but the boy was wearing make-up. He didn't know how to react in such an occasion so he diverged his eyes to the floor or anything else. "There is a Maria in 513, just down the hall." The boy stepped out of his apartment and pointed at the door with gold numbers reading "513". "She's a very sweet women, singing al the time!"

"That sounds like Maria," Georg said thinking of Maria's yolding.

"So…, you're a hot ticket! What do you want to see Maria for?" said the boy giving Georg a flirtatious smile.

"I'm in love with her and I plan on asking her to marry me" Georg said flatly as he stepped back a little.

"Oh, I see," the boy gave Georg another smile. "Good luck with that, many of the guys have tried her, she just won't budge for them. You want to know what I think?"

"I'm not sure..." Gorg said as he had to back up again because the boy was right up against the chest of his coat.

"I won't bite ya, maybe nibble," the boy laughed. Georg let out a nervous laugh. "Well… I think she's waiting for someone. You know what I mean? Some long lost lover thing…"

"You think," Georg raised his eyebrows at the boy's incantation. This meant that, if this was her, maybe she was waiting on him to find her, for him to finally sweep her off her feet, which he would be more then obliged to do so.

"Sure I do! Women only like to think they're so complicated! I know what they're all about!" said the boy as he swatted Georg's arm. "So… You going to go try for her now?"

"When you're in love you'll try anything," said Georg as he gave the boy a nod of his head and walked down the hall to room '513'.

"Good luck!" The boy shouted to him and slammed his door shut.

Georg rapped on door '513'. Maybe this time he would have all the luck of the world and she'd be there waiting for him. But, unlike the other apartment, he heard no rustling and no one stirring inside. He knocked once more on the door. No one came to acknowledge him there knocking. Bowing his head down in defeat he headed back to the elevator. He pressed the down button and waited. The elevator came up slowly and when he heard the ping and the doors slide open there stood an angry Rachel.

"You said you were going to hold the door!" expressed Rachel angrily.

"My finger slipped," Georg lied overcome with grief. He didn't want to argue with her right now, he just wanted to get rid of her. So she would just leave him alone to think about things.

"Did you check this floor?" Rachel asked with her hands on her hips. "I check the fourth floor and she wasn't there. So, now I'm more then sure it's the fifth floor."

"Actually, I didn't," Georg said smiling with an idea. "Why don't you go and check it, I'll hold the door for you."

"I don't know," Rachel eyeballed Georg not sure if she should trust him. "You promise to hold it this time?"

"Yes, I promise."

"Okay, I'll be right back!"

Georg grinned as he let his finger off the button as soon as Rachel was far enough from the elevator that she couldn't catch it. The doors closed and Georg saw Rachel whip around and gasp as he waved to her through the shutting doors. He leaned against the wall as the elevator traveled downwards.