“It looks like a storage room inside. I will push the lower pane in. We can climb through easily. Then you can pin me down and—” “Juliette,” Roma interrupted, scandalized. “—I can check whether there is light under the door,” Juliette finished. She paused for effect. “What did you think I was going to say?” “You—” Roma spluttered. “One does not need to be pinned down to check for light.”
