You are peeing into my closet. Onto my shoes! And I can hear everything! I grab you by the hand, I try to pull you out. Haha! You won't let me do it. You slam the sliding door shut and sit on my shoe rack. More peeing. I try the door, it doesn't budge, your hand is blocking the way. C'mon out already! Let's go! No reply. I am still laughing, but in between, I am nervous and a little worried. We okay in there? I start pulling at the door again, but it still won't give. I ease off a bit and relax and try not to think too hard about what to do next.