or maybe it was n't the loft that was different but my perspective of it . `` i take it you are one of her party ? '' flinging himself against the door , oliver forced it closed , catching her hand in the process . first , the door was cracked just slightly . well , its after two thirty , so id better get a move on . only do n't pull it too tight , okay ? he wore glasses ; that much she could see . he would contact me , but i didnt know how to reach him . 