Explanations

"Wait a minute. Wait a minute! Wait a minute!" Lauren exclaimed, slamming a fist into her bath and splashing water everywhere. "What the fuck is going on here?! I never canceled my credit cards and I most certainly didn't sell my damn house!"

"You did, Ms. Adkins." The Realtor replied, almost as if stating a fact as she pulled out her phone. "Last week, you had your personal assistant put your house back on the market. I think his name was... Oh, it began with an M. Mack? Martin?"

"Marcus?!" Lauren asked in shock, her eyes going wide. No. No,that couldn't have been true! Marcus was her new boyfriend... Right?

"That's the one." The Realtor said as she dialed three numbers. "Now this is your last chance, Ms. Adkins. Get out or I have the police come and drag you out."

"This is crazy!" Lauren snapped. "I still have the deed for this house - MY house from when I bought it two years ago!"

"If that's true, then where is it?" The Relator challenged, "Because I know that it's at the bank after your assistant sold it for you."

"No it's not! It's in my sidetable drawer by my bed!"

"Then why don't you go get it then?"

"Uh... What?" Lauren stammered, all her anger gone and replaced with nervousness. "I can't go grab it, I'm naked!"

"Well, if you have no proof that you still own this house..."

"Yes I do!"

"Then go get it." The Realtor said, "You have one minute to prove me wrong. And you might want to hurry because I think the Repo Men are heading to the master bedroom across the hall as we speak..."