Amy follows Lizzie to the washroom. She goes inside and looks back at Amy.
Lizzie: Okay, you’re not coming in.
Amy: I know, just keep talking to me.
Lizzie: (sighs) Fine.
She shuts the door and Amy leans against the wall next to the door.
Amy: Nick seems nice, how long have you guys been dating?
Lizzie: Only a few weeks, but things are going okay. I'm hoping Marco and Diana click, cuz that'd be cool.
Amy: How long have you guys been friends?
Lizzie: Feels like forever (laughs), I think we met in first year of high school.
Amy: Oh wow. I wish I still talked to some friends from high school.
Lizzie: What don't you?
Amy: Oh you know, people go their separate ways, move away and stuff.
Lizzie: There's always Facebook if you want to keep in touch.
Amy: Ugh, Facebook. I can't go anywhere without somebody mentioning that.
Lizzie: Hey, you said you wished you still talked to people from high school, I'm just tellin you the best way to find 'em.
Amy: I guess.
Lizzie: Where do you know Jenn from?
Amy: Oh, we met in college.
Lizzie: Well, you guys seem pretty tight, screw the girls from high school.
Amy: Yeah, Jenn’s great…
Lizzie: I sense a but.
Amy: Well… sometimes she can be a bit of a...
Lizzie: Bitch?
Amy: No! I was gonna say... what's the female version for cockblocker?
Lizzie: (laughs) I don't know.
Diana comes upstairs and goes into the living room, as Amy hears Lizzie flushing the toilet. Lizzie is rejoining Amy in the hallway, when they hear Diana scream. Amy & Lizzie both turn to see her running toward them.
Diana: Duncan’s dead!
Lizzie: What?
Diana: Call the police!
Amy: Fuck it, let’s just go!
Amy begins to fumble with the locks on the front door. Diana is almost to them, when a man dressed in black, wearing a cheap Halloween mask jumps out of an adjacent hallway and grabs Diana by the head.