“God! Would you stop with the killer thing already!” Jenna snapped. Byron stepped back, holding his hands up in surrender.
“It’s not possible for a killer to get inside. The house is locked, and the alarm is on. If someone broke in, we would know,” Clara said, matter-o-factly.
“So. He could’ve disassembled your alarm while we were watching the movie,” Damon said. Byron nodded. Clara rolled her eyes.
“Fine than. I’ll prove it. Let’s go check the alarm system,” Jenna said, then turned around and marched out of the room.
“Jenna’s so gonna be first,” Byron whispered to Damon as they followed her out the room. Clara sighed and walked past them. They went to the front door, and found Jenna standing next to the alarm. Jenna pointed to the unharmed alarm, grinning.
“He could’ve just fixed it after getting in,” Damon commented.
“I give up,” Jenna said. Then the microwave beeped. Their popcorn was done. Jenna and Clara left the boys, who were studying the alarm, went to get the popcorn.