'Life is short. No harm in indulging a whim from time to time,' she replies, eyeing Natasha as she climbs. She doesn't surrender an inch of her personal space. Instead, she tilts her chin up, a challenge, and crosses a leg over the other. 'We can only test when the next waiting room shows,' she says, clearly annoyed by having to wait. 'If we open the doors at random or try anything funny,' she snaps her finger. The course of action was hardly smart, or efficient, which made it unadvisable. Never mind that she'd tried to hit a wall her first day.