as they stand at the sliding glass doors of this creepily still dining room , though , dialing in the focus of these observational instruments fails to deliver any noteworthy information and , she overriding his concerns and he finding the nerve somehow to quell his own fears as well as her insistence he can stand where is or leave for all she fucking cares , in tandem they are soon crunching through the flat , unembellished backyard , then a chaotic , overgrown field , finally connecting with the rear lawns inside this subdivision .