Mrs. Lovett gasped at the sudden knock at the door, sitting up and pulling a sheet over her and Sweeney.

"Uh.. who is it?" she asked.

"I'm sorry mum, bu' there's someone in the shop.. they won' leave..." said the voice, which was Toby.

Mrs. Lovett sighed, disappointed at the distraction, but she got up and pulled her dress back on quickly. "I'm coming, love." she said.

Sweeney smirked. "Ya would've been coming if it wasn' for tha' boy."

"Mr. T!" Mrs. Lovett said, almost sounding shocked at him.

"Well it's true." he said.

Mrs. Lovett rolled her eyes and walked towards the door. "You stay 'ere... I'll be back." she said, winking at the last part. She opened the door and ran out, closing it quickly behind her so Toby wouldn't see Sweeney in her room. She walked down the stairs, Toby following behind her.

Once she got into the kitchen, she gasped at who was standing there.

It was Lucy.

Lucy Barker.

In her kitchen.

Mrs. Lovett was panicing inside. "Uh.. Toby, you jus' go to bed now.. you 'ad a long day." she said.

Toby looked slightly confused but walked out in to the living room.

Mrs. Lovett turned to face Lucy, who was wearing a raggedy, ripped dress, her face smeared with dirt, and her once yellow hair now more a dirty gray colour. "Wha' are ya doin' 'ere?" she asked sternly.

"You! You're the devil's wife!" Lucy shreiked.

Mrs. Lovett glared at Lucy, extremely frusturated. 'ow dare she come in 'ere? She'll ruin everything! she thought.

"Get. out. now." Mrs. Lovett said through gritted teeth.

Lucy ignored Mrs. Lovett and ran for the stairs.

Oh my god.. no she can' go up there... oh god everything will be ruined... he'll kill me... Mrs. Lovett thought, her mind racing. She couldn't let Sweeney see her.

Suddenly she had an idea.