“What the hell are you doing?” he looked back at her with wide eyes.  “can’t you see? It’s call picking a lock,” she snapped under her breath as she tried to release her wrist from his grip. “I can see that. That’s breaking and entering,” he said as he released her hand.  “Pft, entering yes but I never break,” she said as she inserted the remaining pin into the lock. It took less than three seconds for the lock to unhinge with a click. 

Summary: You have a nightmare and go to JB for comfort.