It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Mollymauk Tealeaf, a tiefling blood hunter . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously,  You had discussed with them, last time, a plot - fixing their seemingly not-very-well-put-together plot into a better direction (thankfully) - to acquire a wax seal within the home of Lord Sutan, to create a letter that you feel would be incriminating. Then to infiltrate the High Richter's home, do the same, and then report them to the Lawmaster or whoever else you think would be of higher estate...
DM: There's not. No. There is one cross bar that is maintained, it's more to support the four panes of glass, but that's it.
Player: All right. I'm going to peek out the door to see if anybody's coming for a minute.
DM: Peek out the door?
Player: I mean the little door window.
DM: Sorry, there's no window in the door.
Player: No window in the door and the door is locked. Okay. I'm going to start gently meditating on breaking the window, or opening the window if it'll open.
DM: Okay. While you're meditating on that--
