Samantha and James land softly

The two of them plump onto soft cushions still screaming. It takes them both a second to realize they aren't dead.

Samantha : "What the hell!?"

The room they're in is dark for a moment until dim lights fade on revealing what must have been the sleeping quarters of some staff, likely a made from the bits of her classic french maid uniform strewn about the floor. Apparently keeping the mansion in order had left her with very little energy to keep her own place tidy.

When Sammy and James calm down they find themselves on opposite ends of the bed, James stands up awkwardly.

James : "I guess we're alive..."

Samantha : "It seems so..."

The combination of their mutual natural shyness, the odd circumstances of their meeting and the unusualness of the predicament they found themselves in left them both quietly searching for what to say next.

Jeeves : "You two alright?"

Jeeves said as he walked out of a corner of the room still shrouded in darkness. The surprise of a presence neither had noticed caused James to jump back away onto the bed, right on top of Samantha.

James : "Jesus Christ!"

James's heartbeat was still going wild when he noticed he was in Samantha's arms and sheepishly disengaged while glaring at Jeeves.

Jeeves : "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you."

He said while not looking at all sorry.

Jeeves : "You've been separated from your group so you will now play taking turns between the two of you. It's James's turn"

With that he points to a side table with a stack of tiles, the three decks and just a "maid's quarter's" tile. It looked like you weren't going to be able to find the group again by just filling in the gaps.

James and Sammy look at each other. If for no other reason than that he couldn't think of anything to say James drew the next tile.