The door wouldn't open... they'd been trying for 20 minutes. It had not rained in six months and Boogie couldn't believe this was the night the skies had decided to open up and... well... rain.
The phone kept ringing inside the apartment... They could hear the answering machine pick up again... and again.
"You've reached Florida and Jespo. We're probably out cruising the coastline in our Pontiac. Leave us a message and we'll like, call ya back man."
Suddenly Late Nights remembered the strange package in the car.
"Boogie, do you remember that box that was in the trunk?" Late Nights asked, still trying to pry the lock with her tickler. "We said we were gonna open it... but we never did!... And come to think of it... we had planned to eat Chinese last night but we went to Taco Heaven..."
"Keep singing Late Nights..." Boogie interrupted. "Just like when the Titanic sank. I haven't been listening to you at all."
CRASH!!
Something on the roof!... But what was it?... The roof was off limits!... Except to robots!
(to be continued)
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