"So that's what sex looks like!" though Lucius as he slowly backed away from the room of maniac mother.  Having never experienced the pleasure of man or women, Lucius was pure in some respect but loose in others.
"Well..." he thought as he slowly maneuvered his way to Annabell's room.  "It's now or never!"  He walked past maniac mom's room, hearing her stumble all over her room, and walked into Annabell's room.  Annabell was already starting at her door, expecting her mother, while sitting at her table and doing her daily morning reading of her current series infatuation of Junie B. Jones.  When she saw Lucius, she was not surprised but pleased.  She screamed, "Lucius!  Your not dead!" as she ran towards Lucius to give him a hug, but instead slammed into the door and feel unconscious.
"Great!" Lucius thought.  Hearing maniac mom open her door, Lucius decided to transport himself to the lower level of the apartment building.  As he entered into the other apartment, screams emanated from the residents as the crackheads grasped their goodies and hid in the closet.
Maniac mom came running with a shotgun in her arms, aiming in every which direction looking for that phantom.  Seeing her daughter on the floor, she knew she needed the ghostbusters, if only they existed.