"...Like that one?" Savannah asked, lifting her hand to point to a supply closet. It was, indeed, marked clearly -- the only thing that would be have been more clear would have been a detailed list of the closet's contents taped to the door.
Well, you couldn't have everything.
"Okay, so, what kind of stuff are we looking for?" Savannah probably wouldn't recognize any of it, but she was totally along for the adventure anyway.
She twisted the door handle, pleased to find it open, then pulled the door open. It opened easily and cleanly with only a whisper to indicate movement.