Oh please. You've met your daughter, Cara, you know she's not going to use the front door like a functional human being.

Besides, Lily had a KEY to the balcony door, so it wasn't like you could keep her out for long. And by 'key' she meant knife, but really, it was the same thing.

It wasn't long at all before she was in the apartment, and digging through Cara's fridge.