Confronting Our Angry Neighbors

I thought it was a prank. I literally was looking for you in the bushes. 'Cause she was like, "I just wanna thank you for the nice basket, the wine that you sent me." And I go, "I'm so sorry." I go, "I didn't send you any wine at all." And she goes, she looks really confused. She's like, "Oh, oh, do I have the right house?" And I go, I don't know what you're talking about. And she goes, well, the woman brought me wine. And so I'm now I'm thinking, oh, she's, she's fucking senior moment. Like, she's literally at loss. I was about to call the police. I was about to like just call the police. I was about to call the police on her. And I really was looking for you. I was like, this is a fucking bit. I know this is a prank. And then she goes, she goes, she goes, well, no, no, no, pepper spray. And then I go I go, "Oh, you do have the right house." And I go, "What happened?" And she goes, "Well, they were screaming, they were yelling about pepper spray, and oh gosh, I said to my husband, 'Someone's being murdered over there.'" And so I said, "Oh." I said, "They were really loud." She goes, "Oh yeah, yeah." I go, "How late was it?" She goes, "About 2:30 in the morning." I was like, "2:30?" And then my mom came in, And she saved our ass because she was old too. So it looked like I wasn't fucking totally crazy. And she was like, "Here's the deal. Jason has a partner, and he's a good guy, but he's got the devil in him." And the old lady goes, "Oh, okay, I get it." And then I just said, I said, "I'm so sorry." I said, "It won't happen again." And meaning, knowing full well that it is gonna happen again. And I just said, I said, "Here's my number," and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. The next night I'm out walking down the street and the people on the other side I saw— no, putting the trash out. Yes.