The sound of a door closing signalled Stutely's arrival. "You know," he called out as he strode through the front hall towards the kitchen, "all them shiny new locks and bolts don't do you much good if you're just gonna— um." He'd reached the kitchen now, and, seeing Tuck and Scarlet entangled in each other's arms, his ears turned a little pink. "Sorry. The door was— am I interrupting something?"