Oh lord. He's doing that cuting his enemies to death thing. Mary widens her eyes at John meaningfully.

"Yeah, if you like. I'll show you out though." Meaning, I don't know how you're going to get out either, but the front door is less mad than the bathroom door. She lets him get in front of her, and points out the Skittles in his hoodie, shooting John a mischievous grin.