Robert smiled at the irony of the situation, but kept quiet. He didn't want to embarrass Kitty. Here he was laying on the floor with his pants down below his knees, and Kitty on her knees at his feet. It really didn't look good, and they could hear Lizzy coming up the stairs calling out "Kitty?" Finally the sound of Lizzie's voice was just outside the half open door. "Kitty? Oh! I'm so sorry!" "Lizzie come in here! Don't you dare run away!" Lizzie came back in cautiously, averting her eyes. "go ahead, take a good look!," he said. Lizzie looked down hesitantly. "your on the floor with Kitty, and your pants are down." "Fair enough" he said. "what else?" "somethings wrong with your leg?" she said. "Yes exactly, its broken, and i can dress my self and your friend and my fiance has been kind enough to help me." and that's the end of it. That's the truth and if I hear you said anything different, I'll personally wash your mouth out with soap. Do you understand?" he said. "Y-yes" she said hesitantly. "now go downstairs, and next time knock before you enter a man's bedroom!" Lizzie was almost white as a sheet, and ran down te stairs to wait for Kitty. When she left, Robert chuckled and looked over at Kitty. "Now where were we?" he asked, satisfied the rumor mill had been staunched.