"Open the window! The WINDOW ! DANIELS OPEN IT....!" Jessica tries but he never hears a word.

Frustrated... Jessica struggles to remain calm in the face of stupidity, and only because she has no choice. Still unable to speak, and flooding from the saliva she cannot spit, Jessica fakes a smile and she points.

Aiming her steady index finger toward the closed window latch, she points at it. Then, attempting from a different angle - she points close by. Point, point, point. Switching fingers now and again but pointing just the same. Eventually tapping into the spirit of Helen Keller, the greatest hand hero that ever was. Jessica finds her target still closed, close and waiting behind Daniels right shoulder, so she points at it.

When suddenly, as if by chance, Daniels takes notice and rewards her efforts by pressing a rubber chicken against the glass, and only two feet shy of where her finger rests.

"...yes.", Jessica shakes her head no.

THE END