Briana and I were leaving for church one day and a gal comes up to us asking for a ride to "The Giovanni Apartments." We don't know what she means. She tells us that she has been walking from Enterprise Blvd. to where she is now (and she seemingly came out of nowhere). She certainly didn't smell like she had been walking. We asked her name when she got in the car. Her name? Angel. We brought her where she asked to go (Suffolk Manner) and let her out in the front of the complex.