Faint squeaking came from Laura’s earpiece; she was wearing it loose, and it dangled. She felt a little funny about having shared the earpiece with Carlotta; kind of like sharing a toothbrush, or like sharing a ... well, best not to think about that one. "Why don’t you take that off, David?" She removed her own glasses and pointed them at the door, guarding them from intruders. "We’re safe here, right? No worse than the bedroom."