Go inside

Ignoring Hannah's smirk, you walk towards the front door adopting a air of confidence that you didn't really feel. Inside, Lillian chucked her coat onto a chair, her head cocked with a concentrating look on her face as she listened intently, holding a hand up for you to be silent before nodding satisfied.

"Yeah, mom's definitely at work." She said to Hannah, a smile coming across her face. "She won't be back for ages."

"Well then," Hannah practically purred, daintily pulling her coat off and looking at you with a practically ravenous look. "What are you waiting for? Show us what you're packing. I could use a laugh to keep me going for the next few weeks."