His pillaging hand makes its way to your thigh.

"You are mistaken. This is the first place I would come. You know how greatly I miss your husband."

(How greatly he misses you.)

"Yes, but you come prematurely. There is nothing to celebrate here."

"There is always something to celebrate, Jael."

He takes your hand in his.

"Then you defeated the one who killed my husband?"

He retreats.

"Why do you really come, Sisera?"

"Lock the doors, Jael."