It feels a bit like breaking the rules on a school campus, somehow. It's all fun and games and Steph keeps the lead she sneakily took by charging ahead, but the speed leaves her once her feet hit the floor of the lobby and she stops a good twelve feet from the kitchen doors.

She thinks about that skeleton upstairs.

"Maybe a real race, later," she says, only needing a moment to catch her breath and lifting her hand to make sure he doesn't decide to barrel on in. "Let's be careful. Gentlemen first."