While Cory stood there a life-size Barbie doll, he heard a noise down the hall. He tried to turn, but he found
he was immobile.
"Sh!" said Raul.
"Sh, yourself, you said no one was supposed to be home for an hour," answered Juan.
"Supposed to is the key, but with all the noise, if somebody was here, they'd have heard us already."
"Yeah, dude they don't even have a flat screen tv," Juan whined.
"I've seen Cory's laptop - it's primo! I bet that's him room there," Raul said entering, "He's the kind of guy
who leaves the lights on when he's not home. Whoa! That's one fucking hot looking doll. We're taking her too."
They loaded Cory, his Chronivac, laptop, and iPod into Juan's van. Raul also stole a pair of Cory's dirty
briefs out of the laundry, and a pickle jar filled with loose change.