She pushes at the gate a bit to see if it will open normally while keeping an eye out for what the children are doing.

Okay, that house ...well, it's only technically lit anymore. But they seemed a bit dumb about this gate, too, maybe they just don't get degrees of lighting up your porch? Or maybe that is the point. She bites her lower lip and for a split second considers just leaving them to it. But she's got nothing better to do and if she can get more food out of this - real apples, for one -... perhaps she should ask if she can join them. After all she has at least one skill that they don't have, it seems. A perfectly mundane one, too.