The plague strikes every home. It is really happening. Makas Bechoros, the plague of the first born. Let us go out to see. Moshe commanded us not to leave the house all night.
Death is in the streets.
Let us shecht our Korbon Pesach, smear its blood on the doorposts, and roast the meat. Mix the flour and water and start kneading the dough. We've suffered long enough. Stand back and watch His miracles. Suddenly, there is a knock at the door.