At least

*As Misty drives following Carson direction till finally they stop. Stoping at the house Misty eyes it for a moment. Geting out she follows Carson up to the steps waiting. As the woman answers the door Misty just looks at her and than looks to Carson giving her head a shake. Entering Misty can feel her stomach do slips and flops. Standing numbly. She couldent believ this. Just one thing after another. Her anger seemed to flair again though she tryed to keep it in. After Jz had gone up the steps. Misty is silent for a few moment but as Jaz comes down the steps again she snickers and whispers so only Carson can hear her.*

"At least Ashlyn was pretty."

*Taking the cloths from Jaz Misty heads down the hall to where she was told to go. Entering the bathroom Misty closes the door and locks it. Siting down on the tolet Misty puts her head in her hands. She dident want to be here, what was she doing. Standing again she cleans her face off and changes into the shirt that was given to her. Finally emerging from the bathroom and making her way to the kitchen.*