[Narvin crab walks backwards to the door, keeping his eyes on the pair of underwear that's currently lying still and innocent-looking on the floor. If it hadn't been choking him just a few minutes ago, he might have thought it was a real pair of underwear.]

It's not moving, so I'm going to open the door a crack. As soon as you're through, I'll slam it closed.

[Narvin reaching up behind him, takes his gaze off the Prop for just a moment to find the doorknob and opens the door with a creak.

As if startled by the sound, his underwear takes off like a flash, through the cracked open door. Narvin slams his hand on the floor as it passes, trying to pin it, but it's too fast for him.]

Visscher, get it!