As Joanna stepped into the tub, she heard her dog barking at the front door. Curious, she grabbed a nearby towel, wrapped it around her chest, and paced to the nearby intercom for the front door.
"Hello?" asked Joanna.
"Hey, Jo," said Chloe from the other end of the intercom.
"Chloe, is that you?"
"Yeah, it's me. There's...uh..."
Joanna started to get worried. "Chloe, is something wrong?"
"I need you to open the door and let me in. Promise you won't freak out."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"JUST PROMISE!" shouted Chloe, though there seemed to be an echo this time.
"Okay. Okay. I won't freak out."
Joanna released the intercom button and opened the front door to see Chloe...with two anxious heads on her shoulders, her arms crossed at her chest.
"I...We...seem to have a problem..." said one of the heads, biting her lip.