"Her name is Lisa," she says, her voice steady despite the situation. "She's a friend of mine, and she was just being concerned for my well-being." She looks at you pointedly, as if daring you to say something else. "Now, what did you want to show me?"

You can feel your heart racing as you look into her emerald eyes. Should you really be pushing this any further?

Her eyes widen slightly as she realizes that you've locked the door, trapping the two of you in the corner of the room. She takes a step back, her hands balling into fists at her sides. "What do you think you're doing?" she demands.

The other woman, Lisa, begins to pound on the door, yelling for them to open it. But with each blow, the tension between you and Alex's mom seems to intensify.