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.
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.