The courier had arrived early. Mechanical parts the UPS man was certain for some DIY self styled guru or some such. Hopefully the man that received the package wouldn't try to talk his ear off about whatever project the parts were for.

The courier rang the doorbell again. He thought her heard someone talking on the other side, but didn't recognize the language. Then the door thudded.

]"Ahia. Fottiti la porta del mattino,"[/COLOR] and a yawn was heard as the door was opened. The UPS man's mouth was hagging open to talk as he caught sight of the, still yawning, woman opening the door.

Circe answering the door made quite the sight, especially as she'd not had her coffee yet. Circe raised a arm to her mouth, and lifted her shirt to reveal red underwear, as she yawned out, "Coooosa?"

"Wow," was all the man could think to say. Circe tried to focus on him but was too bleary eyed, "Cosa?"

Right, he had a package to deliver but dear lord the shirt was slipping off her left shoulder now! "Um, I've a package anybody would want to give, uh I mean, a delivery like for your mail slot, uh," the man was talking fast as he kept stumbling over it. This woman had to be the wife of the DIY guy. And damn was the man lucky.

Noise from further in said there was someone else present. A Shadow the delivery man could barely register moving behind her.