"I'd rather if there was a doorbell to ring," Zack retorted, shrugging widely. "I could ring it, and you could run like hell. It'd be even better if the actual owners chased you. Nothing starts the day like a game of tag, right?"
Zack rubbed the back of his head, glancing toward the mansion as he tried to decide what really would be best to do. He'd just ended up here, Chase had just ended up here... maybe someone on the inside would be able to shed a bit of light on the coincidence.
"Or... we could both knock. See if anyone's home." Zack jerked his chin towards the mansion, lifting an eyebrow as he did. "What d'you say?"