Going back to her house. Climb the barbed write fence. Balance across the plank. Be careful not to trip that wire. Watch out for that motion sensor. Climb another fence. What happens if I go wrong? You're hurt, badly, and have to start again. The landlord appears, a huge clown chef. He holds a plastic bowl, smashes it across her face. She takes it silently. Oh, you have a guest! He says to her, and lets us pass into the apartment.