You turn the doorknob of the PURPLE door. You open it, and walk through.
Inside is a house. The door shuts behind you.
The house has a television, a couch, and a set of stairs leading to a second floor.
"HEY!!! I know that your customs may be different than where I'm from, but pizza delivery boys don't normally barge in," a woman's voice rings out from upstairs. You hear footsteps. Angry footsteps.
A lady in a nun outfit and respirator comes running down the stairs, and looks at you head-on.
"You're not the pizza guy."
>Talk to her