the beams were low enough that it was easier to crawl on her hands and knees than to risk whacking her head , and thankfully the loft was empty of everything but a few stray wisps of straw . how can you possibly know that ? it 's so special that you do n't know about it. `` on the far side of the lake , ser . `` do know what it does to me when you make those sounds , beth ? '' please tell me you 're kidding me ! '' 