No one. There’s no one there. Christy closes the door.
(Christy) They must have got tired of waiting.
She takes off her towel and is about to dry her hair when the knocking starts again.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
She wraps the towel around herself again and opens the door. Again nobody was there. She sticks her head out and looks down both ends of the hallway, but it is deserted.
(Christy) That’s strange.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
(Christy) You have got to be kidding me!
She throws open the door and this time steps out in the hallway, but there was still no one there. She is so irritated right now she doesn’t even care that she’s only wearing a towel.
Christy: Okay, whoever you are! Stop knocking on my door and then run away! All I want to do is relax.
Click! She turns around to see her door closed. She tries the handle, but it is locked.
(Christy) Great! Just great! Not only am I locked out of my room, but I locked out of my room in nothing but a towel! I’ll have to go to the front deck and ask for a key, or I can ask one of the girls for help. The only problem with that is I can’t remember who’s in which room. I would prefer not accidentally knocking on one of the mean diva's doors. What should I do?
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