Billy lets out a sigh and slumps back against the door. "Definitely slim, but I might just have to start keeping one if I ever get out of here." He's mostly joking, but he's also frustrated. He's been stuck in there for longer than he would have liked.

He decides to push his shoulder against the door one last time before he gives up. He's so convinced that it's not even going to budge that he doesn't prepare himself for the fact that this time the door gives way and opens and he comes tumbling out of the closet.

"Ah, just as graceful as the first time I came out." He is beauty, he is grace...