Page 400: Ugh, you guys were doing so well! They had built up so many brownie points with me and just messed it up with that move. They actually weren't in a place of safety. Not even close. And if they weren't so busy they would have thought to grab some of what was in that room just in case, and oh look, they had to backtrack to get it and waste time. So mad at them.
Page 417: Well, damn. Dana Marton (who I keep calling Donna Martin and then lapse into chants of "let Donna Martin graduate!" /CSB) doesn't play. That was rough as hell. And now I am sad. Jebus.