The next morning Spencer woke up and made himself some coffee. Walking into his living room he noticed the sun shining brightly into his apartment. It was another beautiful day. He walked over to his window and opened it. As he did, he inadvertently looked up and over to his new neighbor's window. The message from last night was gone and a new one was in its place.
'Good Morning!" he read.
Spencer looked at the message curiously and gave it a small half smile, before going back to his coffee and morning paper.
It was once again the afternoon when music began to float in through Spencer's window. He was fairly certain where it was coming from, but his curious nature told him to go look, and so he did. He was right, the music was coming from the open Van Gogh window across the alley, only this time there was no dancing girl in the window. He started to turn back around when the girl walked into view, a plate in her hand. The girl placed the plate onto the table and looked up, right at Spencer.
He could feel himself blush at being caught twice now, looking out his window and into her home. Once again she surprised him by simply smiling and waving.
Spencer waved back and the girl approached her closed window. She picked up a rag and quickly wiped away her 'Good Morning' and started to replace it.
'Hi' She stood as if expecting an answer.
Spencer just waved again.
The girl smiled and seemed to laugh to herself. She once again wiped away her message.
'You don't say much do you?'
Spencer opened his mouth the respond before once again realizing that he would have to scream to be heard. He looked around himself quickly and spotted a piece of paper and a pen on the desk next to him. He quickly scribbled down a response and held it to the window.
'I'd have to yell for you to hear me'
The girl wiped away her last message and wrote another.
'I heard you just fine that time'
Spencer looked at her as though she had two heads. He hadn't said anything, so how could she have possibly heard him. He then looked down at the paper in his hands. Cocking an eyebrow he flipped the paper over.
'That's impossible, I didn't say anything'
The girl rolled her eyes and wiped away her previous message.
'Do you always take everything literally?
'Yes' Spencer wrote grabbing another piece of paper.
The girl looked as though she was laughing. She quickly switched her message before going back to her table.
'Right' she had written next to a smiley face.
Spencer watched her for a few more moments before deciding that maybe he should get out of his apartment for a while. He closed his window and left for the park, thinking that playing a few games of chess might be nice for a little while.