This girl was here last night, the owner was nice and he allowed to her to stay for conversation.  This is the same one that walked in here while I was alone sleeping all drugged up on the Royal Columbian Hospital's medication.   I quickly wanted to give her the boot out the door once she asked us if we wanted to do B&E's with her.  She's not allowed back now.  I insisted on that.

But here she is, 1:30am knocking on the door.  I think if she wanted to she could get shelter, then a job, she's not a terrible looking woman.  She could even be attractive if she wasn't so...  juvenile.  The homeowner and I debate whether its drugs, poverty, prolonged emotional abuse or choice.