DAVE'S NOT HERE, MAN....

As I walked up to the old house, I could hear the usual household noises, TV, music and what sounded like male and female conversation and laughing. The porch light was off(of course) and the voices seemed to come from another part of the house, so I banged loudly on the door. Immediately, the house went silent. I waited, then pounded again. I reasoned that whoever was in the house had turned down the TV and/or stereo to see if they really heard someone at the door. Still no answer but I thought I could hear whispering. I banged again. No answer but whispering and some quiet laughter. Finally, I heard a lone female voice, "Who it is?" Her sentence structure made me think of Star Wars and just for a moment, I toyed with answering back like Yoda, "Pizza man, it is." But thoughts of no tip(Tip you not)flashed in my head and I thought better of it. "Pizza", I responded. Again I heard whispering and then the door cracked open and relieved laughter. "Whew, we thought you was the cops", a male voice said. I thought, "You're the ones. You figured us out. The cops are now driving whitish chevy's with glowing pizza car toppers. When they pull you over, if you're lucky, they might issue you a warning pizza." "No sorry, just your pizza," is what I really said.