"she'd never finish. Jayne picked up the telephone and punched out Ellen's number. She wasn't socializing much either since she'd broken off with Johnny. As the only women in the building who went to bed alone, they really ought to stick together. Five Minutes before 10:57 AM Ellen ran for the phone as it rang, hoping it was Walker. She still hadn't located those mannequin arms. But it was Jayne. "You got to help me, Ellen. I'm writing this song and I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. What rhymes with"