Dante held Lyle's hand throughout the ordeal, but felt that it would be best to stay out of sight for the time being. He listened to the conversation and was disgusted that this bastard could even pretend he had done anything good for Lyle or that he was truly sorry. He thought that Lyle would lock him out and that would be the end of it, but then Ashton kicked the door and tried to  break it down. Instantly he was thinking of some solution to get him to leave or at the very least keep him out. He tried to close the door on him and lock it, but Dante wasn't any match for his strength. He looked over at the coffee table and saw Lyle's mug sitting there and got an idea. Running back to the kitchen Dante went to the coffee maker and grabbed the pitcher of coffee. It wasn't very hot anymore but it was warm enough that it should scare him away from the door. Carrying the pitcher, Dante ran back to the door and when he saw Ashton's face shouting through the gap he threw the remaining coffee at him. While Ashton back up, hands over his face and shouting, Dante shut the door and locked it. It wasn't hot enough to burn, but just enough to scare him.