She dropped her head against the door again. And one more time for good measure, entirely too aware of the way he was leaning against her.

"You've gotta be kiddin' me."

No. No, she didn't want to believe this was her only option. But it was a very small closet and it was getting very warm in here - a small space with undoubtedly limited air - and the music was getting louder.

She straightened up turning to face him, "Did we try all the walls? Is this the only door?"