"Do you know a way out of here?" Eugene asked.
"What's wrong with the door we came in?" Rapunzel asked.
"Well, for one thing, you tore my shirt, and there are people outside."
"Oh, this is about your shirt?"
Eugene looked at his torn collar.
"It was my favorite."
"Well, I'm sorry about that. But you weren't supposed to come in here, and I tried to stop you."
Eugene sighed. "See, that's the other thing, if we're not supposed to be here, I'd rather not let people know we were here to begin with."
"Well, you have a good point."