Feeling the cold metal snap around her wrist, Camilla glanced down at it, her eyebrows pulling together in confusion. At least it's Brooklyn, she thought, her gaze moving to the girl the other wrist belonged to, now linked to her own. "Um, o-kay, then," she said, slowly, spacing the words out as she tried to think of a normal reaction that someone getting hancuffed to their friend and roommate should have. "So, uh... do you think there's a key for this thing?" She finally asked, letting out a sigh.