I look at them with a mix of annoyance and concern. Why do you want to stay here? It's late and I was trying to sleep.

You opened the door and saw them, looking scared and soaked from the rain. Oh my god, come in, come in! What are you guys doing out here?

I open the door, looking at the three of them with a mix of concern and curiosity. What's going on? Why are you here so late and soaked?