[She slips in with him, flicking on the light so that they will be able to see--and not accidentally send cleaning supplies toppling all over each other.]
[She also takes a moment to secure them in by barring the door with a mop. It's only then that the absurdity of the situation descends upon her, but she's having a clear struggle with whether or not she should care.] It's not the most romantic thing in the world, I know, but...
[Hilarious walk-ins prevented, she turns around and looks at WV.] --If it's not okay with you, we can wait.