In the room, Agnes draws back from the ardor of your embrace, and with a look of panic in her eyes, runs to the door and slides the back of a chair under the door latch. Outside, someone attempts a keycard entry into the room, thwarted by Agnes and her quick thinking.
Agnes: I don’t have time to explain much, I’m indebted to this stickup crew. There is a signal jammer in here and the room phone is cut. We’ll have to fight our way out.
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