Lani grabs the bell and rings it wildly, screaming bloody murder as she does it.

Somewhere nearby, but not too nearby, Cheth's eye pops open. The man and the woman are leaning against each other, each holding a wine bottle in each hand. They look surprised.

Cheth(M): Rookery bell?

Cheth(F) (unimpressed): Rookery bell.

Cheth(M) leans over, looking at his female counterpart. 

Cheth(M): Whose turn is it, Cheth?

Cheth(F) turns to him coyly, her eyes shining.

Cheth(F): I answered it last time, Cheth <3

Cheth(M) passes his wine bottles to her.

Cheth(M): How right you are, Cheth.

Cheth(M) raises a finger, speaking brightly.

Cheth(M): Be back in a jiffy!

He disappears with a flash of red veins and a POP! Cheth(F) looks forward awkwardly, raising the four wine bottles.

Cheth(F): I DO hope they're not DEAD-dead.