““Quietly, Scarlet strode to the front door and opened it without a sound. She was basically a ninja. Stealthy. Silent. Blending into the night— “Good evening,” Nate said. Scarlet jumped and spun around to face him with a loud exhale. “Don’t sneak up on me like that.” “Okay. Then don’t sneak out on me like that.” “I’m not sneaking out.” He squinted. “You were tiptoeing through the hall, hunched over like the Pink Panther.” “The who?” “Never mind. Where are you going?””
