The party is holed up in an inn after failing to stop a horde of zombies due to an overzealous Drow necromancer. The ranger (me) is drunk in a corner, the fighter is positioned to block the backdoor when the Drow knocks on the front door, leaving the bard and the Sorcerer to handle the situation.

Drow knocks.

Sorcerer: Nobodies home!

DM: Roll deception.

Sorcerer fails the roll.

Drow: I know you’re in there!

Bard: What proof do you have that we’re in here?

The DM and the Bard both roll and the Bard wins.

Drow: uh, you’re right, we don’t have any proof.