"We can talk about the door when you see it," Seivarden said in another attempt at joking, while her gaze followed Amaya's hand.

Then she slumped down on a chair by the table and buried her face in her hands.

"I wasn't myself and I called the Trooper Station about some noise in my closet, and Rosa showed up, and... we got locked in the closet. All weekend."

She spoke really quickly, hoping Amaya would have those drinks ready soon.