After what seems like way too long, Will finally looks up and sees us.
I look at the chick Alfhild seems to be indicating and I shrug. "Not my type", I declare, shouting so Alfhild can hear me over the music, but not too loud to avoid hurting the poor girl's feelings.
And yet, Alfhild continues pointing at the, I should mention, particularly cunty looking gal. She's getting more agitated in her pointing, too. Why is she so desperate to hook me up? Or, wait, is she telling me she wants to score with this chick? She's asking for my blessing. How about that. I give her one thumb up and half a smile. I don't particularly care for her choice of mate, sure, but at the same time I don't want to decrease the chances of a lesbian encounter taking place in my apartment. Even iif they don't ask me to join in (as unlikely as that sounds), it's still...
"THAT'S HER!" I hear Alfhild yell. "THAT'S HER, YOU IDIOT!"
"What do you mean, like... the one?" I ask. I'd run up there and ask again where she could actually hear me, but there's too many people looking right now (after the way she just yelled at me, that's not surprising). I notice that the guys in the rooftop with Alfhild share my confusion. Maybe little ol' Alf gets romantic when she's drinking, that's all.
Someone sneezes. Cold air breezes by and I look at the girl again. She's staring up at the rooftop, probably having heard Alfhild yell a couple of seconds ago. That isn't exactly love at first sight in her eyes, but then... this isn't the first time we see her, is it?
*click*
"Alfhild!!!
That's the girl from the robbery!!!" I yell to alert my partner, but I find her gone. So are two of the guys she was with.
I turn back to look at the girl--but, wait, no I don't. You know why? Cause I'm fucking frozen, that's why. Yeah. Having superhuman speed abilities isn't very useful when you're a fucking idiot. Apparently.
