There was a loud knock at the door. Cy blew his load, and pulled on some shorts.
A short dark haired teenager stood there holding a pizza.
"Twenty bucks," said the pizza boy.
"I didn't or-" Cy started to say.
Ryan interrupted him. The jockstrap waistband was sticking up over the shorts waistband, and Ryan recognized the pizza boy.
"Hey, Vinnie!"
Cy looked uncertainly at the pizza boy. What was with the rise? Maybe if he played along, he would find out.
"I didn't order pizza, but I was just thinking of ordering one. You said $20? What kind is it?"
Vinnie blinked. He hadn't expected this. There was nothing in the pizza box except for a couple of sweat socks that were formerly Horst and Carter.
"Oh, maybe I got the wrong address," he lied. He added, "I'll call dispatch, the new clerk's sevens, fours and nines look alike."
He turned to walk away. If this guy knew about Ryan, he might follow or try to stop him? Then if he was wearing Ryan and was aware Ryan Standish had been transformed by Vinnie into a jockstrap, well he'd have to go. A cup for the jockstrap sounded about right. But if he didn't know, well that would be different. He needed to find out, if someone else in the house knew. He was sure Ryan was in that house.
Cy didn't know what to do. He started to close the door.
Vinnie suddenly turned and ran back to the doorstep.
"Could anyone else in the house have ordered pizza?"
"Maybe? Probably? See the rest of the family is at my sister's school for an event, and they only give out 4 tickets, so I got left at home. It should be ending soon, and maybe they ordered pizza expecting it to come after they get home. I can call them."
Vinnie bit his lip.
Then Cy said, "Hey, do you go to my school?" As he walked away from the door toward the telephone.
Vinnie froze.