[You know what? She doesn't wanna know. She just - no. She doesn't want to know.]

All right, well - whatever. Your "magic" won't work [and the music swells louder] my powers seem ta be... quiet. But if we're in a closet there's gotta be a door, right? Help me find it.

[Because it's totally the best idea to go grouping about in the dark.

...and there was something familiar about his voice. She couldn't quite place it. It was like her mind was filled with fuzz when she tried. Better to focus on finding the door and getting out.]