Two is generous.

[ Evelyn scoffs as she settles down with the little notebook she'd gone in search of, flipping through reams of numbered lists until she finds the next blank page. ]

You're lucky we don't subtract points for the bats and the dust cloud, since it was either made up mostly of bat shite or else you terrified the bats into incontinence flying through it and either way I'm going to have to burn that jacket.