"You hear people storming in the next room. Gunshots. Real messy. They know you're here. What do you do?"
"There's a window here, right? I climb out."
"Sure thing. You're in the third floor though, and the ground's littered with all sorts of jagged junk. You can do it, but you're acting under fire. Still in?"
And this is the point where people usually reflect on whether they're Cool enough to pull it out, or whether they should just face the bullets.