One Solution

"Help!" you cry out. "Somebody, help me, i'm trapped! Somebody, anybody, please!" You grap the prison-like bars of the iron door, and shake them furiously. "Please!" You call continuously for help until . . .
"Hang on, i'll get you out of there." a voice from outside the door says.
"Anybody out there?!" you call out yet again.
"Yes, now pipe down. I'll get you out."
"Who are you?"
"Hold on. I . . . I have to go." The footsteps take off down the corridor.
"No, wait!" you call out. "Come back, I . . . "
The footsteps resound down the winding hallway until they become inaudible.
You drop to your knees. ". . . can't get out." A heavy knot develops in your throat, your one opportunity for freedom gone.
Suddenly, you hear a low clicking sound. "Huh?!" You glance up.
After a quick swish-click, the metal door is unlocked.
"Come on out." the feminine voice whispers.
"Wha . . . " You grab the door, and pull it open.
A shadowy, "hourglass" shaped silhouette hits your eye, and all at once, you subconsciously lower your defenses. Alas, man's greatest weakness, WOman.
"What are you staring at?!" she hisses, snapping you out of your stupor.

What will you say?

Stammer Like a Bumbing Idiot

"Thanks, you saved my life!"

"Who are you?"