Chanel stretches out her hand like everything's in slow motion, but of course, it's not, and it's all a moment too late. She doesn't blame Armani. This was an impossible task, and a clearly inferior tent. As proved by the fact that it collapses around him.

"Oh...darling...get out.." she manages. But this is Armani, her other half, so she reluctantly approaches the sea of cheap plastic and tries to hold it up so he can escape. A losing battle.