Angela couldn't help but be a bit proud of him. He was sharp and quick, and it was going to be hard to get anything past him. Moving over next to the door, Angela frowned, keeping these thoughts hidden behind her impassive expression as she looked at the door. She knew all too well that the lock was on the outside, but well, that didn't stop her from playing dumb.
"Well, I suppose we're going to have to just wait," Angela said with a soft sigh before looking up at Nathan, well practiced confusion seeping into her features. "What do you mean, Nathan?"
She'd just closed the door, after all. It was what people did when they entered a room. It wasn't her fault that the lock had decided to slip closed. At least, he didn't have any proof that it was.