"Uh. Hello to you, too?" Barry said stepping back a bit. "Jesus fucking Christ I was just knocking on the fucking door."

Through the door and the mess behind it, Barry had a feeling this was the right place. Either that or Rosa was a complete slob.

He held up his hands in a conciliatory manner. "Look. I'm Barry Ween. I live here on the island and last night some weird fucking shit went down and I tracked it down to here. Mind if I have a look?"