It figured that they were kitchen appliances, but it still didn't look like anything she'd ever seen before. And the words certainly didn't sound like anything she'd ever heard. "Microwave"? That didn't even sound like it was a real thing! No wonder Wirt and Greg had seemed relatively nonplussed with the Unknown. This place was so weird, and who knew how long she would be stuck here!

They stopped in front of a room in the hallway, and for a moment she froze, thinking that someone was coming, or that Wirt had heard movement from somewhere else within the house. But he kept talking, whispering, in front of this one door, making her frown in response.

"Yeah, but I'm not hungry right now," she whispered, making a sweeping motion towards the door. "So can we...maybe move the Wirt and Beatrice parade along? So I can stop freaking out about getting caught?"