I'm Not Locked in Here with You...

It's locked.

But before Edith can reach up to knock on the door, a voice is heard from the other side, and it sounds suspiciously like the voice of Morgan Freeman.

"What is it?"
"Let me in. This is Edith. I believe we met unexpectedly earlier?"
"You need a password to get in here, Edith."
"Don't play games with me. We need to talk about something."
"I repeat, no one else gets in here without a password."
"You can't be serious!"
"This is a very sensitive meeting in here. If you don't know the password, you can't be allowed in it!"

Edith covers her face with her hands briefly, not at all pleased to know that she was going to have to engage in this silly game if she wanted answers. After a moment, she conceded.

"Okay, okay. The password is 'swordfish'!"
"No, it isn't."
"...Walt sent me?"
"Try again."
"One, two, three, four, five, six?"
"That sounds like the combination that an idiot uses for his luggage!" "Codeword? Password? PLEASE?!"
"No, Edith."

1. And the negotiations continue deep into the night.
2. Edith tries ten more attempts at guessing the password. None of them are right.
3. Suddenly, the door slowly opens. "You passed the first test, Edith," says the Morgan Freeman lookalike.
4. Edith angrily kicks the door down. Chaos ensues as she forces her way inside.

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