Analysis

I make up five drinks and get things set up.
The doorbell rings and I let in four girls.
We get settled in and Joan starts off, “You dumped Nanci.”
“Let me guess, you wonder why I just walked away from a girl who looks like Nanci.”
Joan says, “Well, she's pretty shocked by the whole thing. Jim, you know that she's one of the best looking girls in San Diego. She can't understand why you just left her.”
I lecture, “You girls all know that I work as a computer programmer, what they call a systems analyst. I'm pretty good at what I do and I can see things that others might not see. I saw enough to tell me that Nanci and I would never work out and so I just walked away from her.”
Melissa jumps in, “Okay, just what did you see?”
I lecture, “Nanci got thrown out of her apartment, by her landlady. She then told me a few lies about what happened and why. I saw that what she told me was lies and I also saw that she definitely wasn't a lady for me.”
Betty says, “You were completely sure that what Nanci told you was lies?”
I lecture, “Nanci told me that she had just got off work, from her airline stewardess job, three guys just happened by and they sat and talked for a few minutes, then suddenly her landlady was at the door, accusing her of all sorts of nastiness and then the landlady terminated her lease. I asked Nanci when it happened and I was told, oh, it was late, maybe two or three in the morning. I then knew that what I had been told was a lie and that there was indeed some nastiness going on.”
Joan jumps back in, “Just from that? How in the world?”
I sigh and lecture, “This is the City of San Diego. Airplanes aren't permitted to land, after midnight, at Lindbergh Field. There's no way that it took Nanci a couple of hours to get home, after work. If Nanci had got off work at midnight, she would have come home and gone to bed, because it would have been a late flight and a lot of extra work for her. Thus, Nanci and the boys were hanging out for a while, before the landlady caught them.”
Aubrey asks, “Caught them at what?'
I lecture, “If you're a landlady, you have to work days and sleep nights. You have to work days, so that you can let in the plumber, the electrician, the carpenter, the guy who changes the locks, that sort of thing, for your tenants. Those kind of service people work days, only, unless it's an emergency and then it costs like crazy. In addition, a landlady sometimes needs to show a vacant apartment at lunchtime, because you have to get the vacant ones rented as soon as you can, in order to pay the mortgage.”
Joan muses, “So, the landlady would have been asleep at two or three in the morning, so that she could do what she has to do, during the working day.”
I lecture, “You have the landlady fast asleep at two or three in the morning. Something then wakes her up. The something that wakes her up isn't three guys and a girl, talking quietly in one of the landlady's apartments.”
Melissa says, “Okay, so they were whooping it up and the noise woke the landlady. Was that all that bad a thing?
I lecture, “Maybe, maybe not. Now, let's reconstruct what must have happened. The landlady wakes up and drags her weary body out of bed, puts on her robe, slips into her slippers and goes out to find out what caused the noise. Now, if it was just a one time thing, then it's not realistic that the landlady terminated Nanci's lease over just one loud noise. So, if it was just the noise, then either it was a recurring thing and the landlady had undoubtedly told Nanci, 'One more loud noise in the middle of the night and out you go.' or it could have been something else. If Nanci couldn't control herself and the punks that hung around her place, in order to keep the noise down, late at night, then she has no self control and I don't want anything to do with her.”
Melissa says, “Well, maybe she just couldn't keep the boys from making too much noise.”