"Ah, that makes this a little harder." He pulled out a set of small ring-like devices. "Just put these around your ankles."
A person wearing black dropped down from above.
"We've still got 5 courts to run."
"I don't care, I'm leaving." She opened the door and walked out.
Another voice appeared from above them. "Thank goodness she's gone."
The man stood and followed
"I suppose, I might just leave, though."
The hand withdrew, "Alright. I'll try to remember that. I'll have to find you a box so you can get up. Give me a minute."