Open up

Opening the door, Ethan sees double.

Standing on the porch, Charlie gives Ethan a stern stare, clearly not impressed. "Catch you on the toilet or something? What took you so long."

"I..." Ethan gives Charlie a once over, noting that she appears to have showered and definitely changed. Her overalls are replaced with a hoodie and sweatpants, the loose clothing just as unflattering. "It got so late, figured you weren't coming."

"I had to do a couple things." She shrugs. "Can I come in?"

Ashley called it. Ethan swallows hard, thinking about the half-naked woman hiding upstairs.

Oblivious to Ethan's fears, Charlie starts moving before he can answer. She takes her shoes off without being asked at least, so at least she's got that going for her. Closing the door, Ethan follows behind her, glancing up the stairs the dusky tomboy making her way to the couch. He can tell Ashley is right around the corner, listening.

Charlie flops down on the couch, letting out a content sigh. "Man, I'm beat."

Ethan isn't surprised, given the day's work. While Charlie was tough, she was still slight, not packing much in the way of muscle despite her line of work. Which reminds him of the reason she's here. Cutting to the chase would be the best way to get rid of her quick, but that could also be suspicious...