Dale, who debates his next move in the kitchen

As everyone was still reeling from the chaos, Dale waited a moment until everyone's eyes went back from the sliding door to Summer to sneak himself in, sucking up to fit through the gap Jenn had left without opening the door any further and making noise.

The sliding door opened into the kitchen with an island, and Dale tiptoed next to the island to the kitchen sink facing a window, all the while hearing Jenn upstairs moving different dresser drawers open and shut.

"Ohmygodohmygodohmygod," Jenn reeled from the events that had just transpired, "I can't believe they saw me! And I can't believe I stripped Samantha's friend naked like that!"

Her head was a whirlwind of shame and guilt as she looked through her drawers to pick a new outfit. She had plopped her soggy clothes into the washing machine next to the kitchen, and with no one else in the house (she thought) there was no point in closing her bedroom door. So, she stood naked next to the drawers of her clothes, her mind too hazy to make a full decision on what to year yet.

It was after 30 seconds of listening to Jenn hum and moan to herself that Dale realized that he had no plan beyond simply entering the house. He thought about getting something from the kitchen like he had with the garage, but then thought about waiting for Jenn to come downstairs to see what she had picked or to do something with her. Maybe, the crazy thought came to him, he could go upstairs himself and maybe see what he could do in the bedroom or at least hallway.