“What is the password?” “Listen. I’ve had the worst few days of my life. I have been forced to flee my home, I have been separated from my husband. I have been thrown into prison, interrogated, slapped around, and accused of prostitution. I have jumped from a moving train and been shot at in the process. Sprinted to the top of a damn mountain, lost my belongings, and have walked all night while on the lookout for traps and roadblocks. I’ve had enough trouble getting here and finding your house, so I’m not going to take any crap about a password!”
