She checks the address again just to be sure, her eyes lifting from her phone back to the open fire station door. It's been a long morning getting here. The flight was only two hours, but lugging two large suitcases from airport to subway and then walking two blocks in heels is starting to feel like not the smartest of ideas. Sliding the device back into her purse, she grips the handles, dragging both cases behind her as she crosses the vacate street. The distinct voice of Devo meets her ears as she hits the sidewalk. She smiles as she enters through the garage door, this song a familiar one to her.

'That's what I say, I can't get no satisfaction, I can't get me no girl reaction.'

She drops her luggage off to the side, trying to take in all that lies before her. A large space, filled corner to corner with work tables and gadgets that she couldn't even begin to identify their purpose. Parked just inside the door, a vehicle that could have once been described as a hearse, now has the appearance of a giant science fair project. She walks up to it, inspecting the many components attached to its roof. Her heels clicking on the floor as she makes her way slowly to the front of the car. She gently runs her fingers over the ghost hood ornament before shouting up the steep wooden stairs before her.

"Hello? Anyone up there?"

She waits in the silence for any sign of life. Someone has to be here. They wouldn't just leave expensive equipment unattended like this, would they? The screeching of metal on metal pierces her eardrums, the sound coming from below her. A body rolls out from under the car, only three inches from her feet, sending her jumping off to the side with a contained shriek.

"Holy mother of pearl!" She gasps out with her hand over her chest. "You scared me."

The occupant of the mechanic's creeper hoists herself up into a sitting position. Her face and hands smudged with grease and her blonde hair tousled at the side of her face. It's hard to see her eyes through yellow tinted googles, but her mouth hangs slightly open as she simply stares.

With her heart now beating at a normal pace, she moves closer. "Hi, I'm Dani. I'm looking for Abby Yates. Do you know where I can find her?"

No response, the only sound in the room being the change from one Devo song to another. They stare at each other and Dani starts to wonder if this strange girl even understands what she is saying, there is no sign of recognition. The sound of quick steps descends the wooden staircase, followed by a familiar voice. "Dani is that you?"

Dani quickly moves towards the landing. "Abby, there you are!"

Just as Abby hits the last step, she swiftly pulls Dani into arms. Wrapping her into a tight bear hug, jostling them both side to side. "Look at you," Abby excitedly exclaims. "I think you've gotten taller since I saw you last."

Pulling out of Abby's arms, Dani gestures to the four inch heels on her feet. "It's only been a year and besides I'm twenty-nine, I think my growth spurt has come and passed."

Abby shakes her head. "You're right, I'm sorry. I still think of you as that doe eyed thirteen-year-old with braces, who used to think I was the coolest," she says with a chuckle.

Dani smiles. "Well I may not be a prepubescent teen anymore, but I still think you're pretty cool."

Abby opens her mouth to speak again, but is cut off by the sound of squeaking. Both women turn their heads to where the grease covered blonde, who had been listening to their conversation, is slowly rolling the mechanic's creeper back and forth.

Dani leans into Abby using a hushed voice. "Is she alright?"

Abby keeps her voice at a normal level. "Holtzmann?" She swats her hand in the air. "Oh yeah, she's fine. Just a like eccentric." She reaches for Dani's arm and begins to lead her up the stairs. "We've decided to find it delightful."

When they reach the top of the stairs it opens up into a lounge. Fully equipped with sectional sofas and a decent sized kitchenette. The other side of the room looks like another work station. Definitely a brainstorming area, not as organized as the downstairs space, with its wires and tools strewed all about.

"Guys, I want you to meet my cousin Danielle Yates."

Two women make their way across the room to greet her.

"But you can call me Dani."

"Nice you meet you Dani. I'm Patty." She extends her hand giving Dani a firm shake.

"And Erin, I think the last time you saw Dani she was about ten," adds Abby.

Erin steps forward, grasping Dani's hand weakly. "Yes, it's been a long time," she says. "Your boobs were much smaller than."

Jaws drop as everyone turns to look at Erin.

"I mean of course your boobs were small, you were ten. Not that I was looking at your boobs when you were ten, I'm not a pervert," Erin spits out nervously. "Why can I not stop talking?"

Patty is the first to recover from the shock of obvious word vomit. "Damn girl, I feel awkward and that wasn't even directed at me."

Erin puts her hands up. "Was not meant in a sexual way at all. I'm sorry."

Dani can't help but laugh, relieving Erin of some of her embarrassment. "It's quite alright, I'm not offended. Could happen to anyone… I suppose."

"Okay, how about we take the creepy factor down a notch." Abby motions for everyone to take a seat on the sectional. "Dani is going to be staying with me for a couple of days. She's visiting from Chicago. So please, let's make her feel welcome and not harassed." She shoots Erin a wary look, before looking back at Dani. "Did you not bring any bags with you?"

Dani jumps up from her spot on the couch. "I left them down stairs." But before she could take a step, loud thumping comes from the stairwell. Moments later, Holtzmann's disheveled blonde hair appears, followed by her equally interesting grease stained attire. She stops on the landing with one suitcase in front of her and the other behind. Dani walks forward taking them from her.

"Thank you, that was very kind."

Holtzmann only closes her eyes and gives the slightest of a bow, before side-stepping Dani to move towards her workbench.

"Was it though?" asks Patty. "Now you gotta haul them all the way back down when you leave."

Dani releases her bags. Looking down at the smeared grease on her fingers. Erin steps up to her, pulling a small packet of wet wipes from her pocket. "We have to keep an abundance of these in stock with Holtzmann around."

"That seems like a lot of luggage for two days, Dani?" asks Abby, pointing at the two over-sized bags.

Dani doesn't look up. After wiping her hands, she precedes to wipe down the handles of her suitcases. "I was thinking about extended my stay a little."

"And how much longer is a little?" Abby questions. "Are you able to get this kind of time off?"

"Well, I sort of quit my job." Dani closes her eyes and scrunches her face, bracing herself for the verbal assault she is sure she is about to get from her cousin.

But Abby just sits there looking at her. Her face staying completely neutral. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, Abby simply sighs. "So what now?"

"You're not mad at me? Not going to tell me I'm screwing up my life, like my mom did?"

"You're an adult, perfectly capable of making your own decisions. But I would like to know what your plan is moving forward."

Dani crosses back over to the sofa and sits beside her cousin. "Well you did say that you lost your receptionist."

Abby shakes her head. "Oh no!"

"Please?"

"You have an MBA in finance from Northwestern and was hired straight out of college by a prestigious investment bank," Abby shouts. "But you are telling me you would rather answer our phones?"

Dani twists her hands in her lap. "Not long term. Just until I figure out what it is I want to do with the rest of my life." She takes Abby's hand. "Please, we can help each other out. You need a receptionist and I need temporary employment."

"You know you are going to say yes," Patty pipes in. "So don't even pretend like you're not."

Abby sighs again. "Alright fine and you can stay with me until you get on your feet again."

Dani pulls Abby into a hug. "Thank you, thank you, thank you. You won't regret it." When she let's go, one question lingers on the tip of her tongue. "So, why did the last one leave?"

"Oh he is on a quest of personal discovery," says Abby. "A lot like you, except his path led him to a twenty seat theatre in Queens performing a one-man show."

"It's called Finding Kevin," adds Erin with a giggle and a blush. "I may have seen every performance."

Patty and Abby just roll their eyes at Erin. While Holtzmann begins to bang around in the background. Abby stands from her spot on the sofa. "Well, let's go down stairs and I'll show you the ropes."

Dani stands following Abby to the staircase. She can't wipe the smile off her face. She may not know what she wants in her future, but her present is shaping out pretty well.