Now Darren was suspicious. No girl was this easy. She had just dropped the ribbon and stood there before him, baring everything. Something was up. Then she said something that really confused him. "What's a birthday?" The weirdest part was that Darren could see the honesty on her face. She really didn't know what a birthday was... maybe she was drunk after all, he thought to himself. "Look, as fun as this would be," he said, pulling his gaze away from her more feminine features, up to her eyes "My Dad's home, and I really can't have some random naked chick in the kitchen with me", he'd never hear the end of it, "so you've got to go back to wherever it is that you came from. Speaking of which, how did you get in here?"