Allison swipes through a couple of her notifications on her way to the door again, but pauses only when Nancy says something, nodding to her friend. "Of course."

Okay, it's a little true. But Allison only pauses in front of the mirror to wipe some lipstick off the corner of her mouth. And it all seems well and good save for that strange racket heard around the corner outside of the bathroom. It doesn't sound quite mechanical but it doesn't sound all that natural either.

Ghoul, maybe you'd better come inside instead.