Re-l was being ignored, and that pushed her right past annoyed and into very angry. She walked back up the aisle, her eyes glinting, fisted her hands in Gabriel's shirt and lifted him a couple of inches off the ground. It wasn't a posture she could maintain indefinitely - she was strong but not that strong - but it would do.

"Open the door. Now."

She glared at him, her face inches away from his.