"What?" Though it sounds more like Mmwhaa!? with the bag in her mouth. She climbed the side of your freakin' house, is entirely too far from the ground, and could potentially break her neck any second. Wow, Dean. Okay. Hang on a sec. She shifts her weight, pressing herself against the glass a little more to free up one of her hands so she can flip him the hell off.

How's that for secret password?

Let her in, ya butt!