Tsukiko wrinked her nose with a frown. She didn't like the sight in front of her at all but they had to get out of there and fast. From what she could see on the other's faces the swearing woman was ready to kill Colt and Sakila and Misaki were both feeling sick. She wasn't sure about that though, it was only what she could see from their faces.
"Okay, can anyone pick the lock or do we take the easy opinion and kill him?" She asked, causing the two teens stare her. An untold question was written all over their faces: How killing someone could be an easy opinion?
"Fine, don't answer. At least I'm going to give a shot to the lock-picking." She shrugged and took a couple of hairpins from her bag as she walked to the door.