As I am about to step through the door, I hear my name.

I quietly reply, so as to not let anyone inside notice my presence, "Nope. I can guarentee you that I did not turn a Yellow door handle and open this door. (Which is not technically even a lie. It was a Yellow door knob, not a handle) It must have came loose when that thing over there", I say, pointing at the massive lump of rotting whale flesh," was thrashing around. But now that it's open, we might as well go in..."