Rory?
In her underwear, yes.
In the hallway, yes.
And her keys? Had been in her skirt pocket.
This was not good, as the one person who had the spare key was not in his room, nor anywhere she normally could find him.
So Rory was reduced to crouching by her door and yanking a bobby pin from her hair to fiddle with the lock, and praying no one came by.
No, she did not know how to pick locks.
This might explain why she was having so little success.
[Mock my girl! Ogle her! Help her out if you can pick locks!]