It was at this point that there was a knock on the door.
Jerry halted in his tracks for a moment. And then the knocking continued, more insistent.
"Open up! I know you're in there!" The voice was muffled, but could be heard through the closed living room window.
Jerry reluctantly walked to the front foyer, and opened the door. Immediately, he was greeted by Mr. Cramer Ralphden, his next door neighbor. "What's the big deal with all that racket? Can't you see we're trying to sleep? You and your loud parties! What the hell are you DOING in here?"
At this point, Mike felt the faint stirrings of hope. Perhaps he might be able to get out of this after all.
"Mr. Ralphden, I am in the middle of something very important." Jerry said.
"What's so damn important that you have to have those loud pool parties in the middle of the night keeping us awake?!?" Mr. Ralphden shouted. At this point, the bimbos, now clad in sexy outfits, came down the stairs.
Randi was dressed as a French maid, Steph as a cheerleader, and Lisa as a sexy-looking nurse. "Oooh, hello there..." said Randi in a sexy voice clearly designed to be a turn on to the angry man at the door.
Though Mr. Ralphen did feel a stirring in his pants at the sight of the sexy bimbos, his anger won out.
"That's it!" said Ralphen. "I don't know what kind of whorehouse you're running here, but I'm calling the cops!"
Mike, meanwhile, was taking advantage of the distraction to push at the dining room chair he was tied to. He managed to tip the chair over, causing the ropes binding his hands to brush up against an end table and loosen them. He and the chair fell over, and the ropes fell off.
"Mr. Ralphden, you're clearly upset." Jerry said, with a sinister gleam in his eye. "Perhaps you should take a drink of this water and relax in the dining room for a bit."
He motioned to the bimbos as he held out the bottle of water he had been intended for Mike to drink to Mr. Ralphden.
"What are you talking about?" Mr. Ralphden said. "I demand to know what the hell is going on here!"
"And you will." Jerry said. "Trust me. Just follow me to the dining room and everything will become clear."
Seeing the bimbos approaching Ralphden, Mike, now on the floor of the living room, began untying the ropes binding his legs to the chair. It looked as if Jerry and the bimbos were going to escort Mr. Ralphden to the dining room, and that Mr. Ralphden was going to receive the drink of Bimbo Water originally meant for Mike.
After seeing what had happened to his friends, Mike did not wish the Bimbo Water on anyone. But this was still a possible opportunity to escape. He could either bolt out the front door while everyone else was distracted, or try to warn Mr. Ralphden at risk to himself.
In that split second, a decision was made.
