The party cautiously entered a rather threatening looking building (mostly it was threatening because of what we suspected what was going on inside, but that it had a large carving of an evil god and the whole building was painted with blood wasn't too welcoming either) and were offered a description of the inside, which included several paintings.
Worried about what we will meet in there, the party is intrigued when we hear the DM describe that 'the painting in that corner is of a beautiful woman, with horn...'
'With horns?!', we cry.
'...ting eyes.' Ah.
We calmed down a little after that and started checking the place out; seeing where the doors led, that sort of thing. While some of us were getting embroiled in a brou-ha-ha with several low-level minions in a side room, our Rogue was finding traps on another door. Note that he was 'finding' traps, not 'searching' for them. We hear the DM inform us of the Rogue's activity, 'You open the door and set off a trap. Everyone in the room...'
'Everyone in the room?!', those in the room exclaim, worried about what the Rogue has stuffed them with, then pausing breathless to be told what saving throw will need to be made.
'...sees the Rogue get engulfed in a fireball.' Ah. We all breathe a collective sigh of relief, even the Rogue, as his natural 20 roll on his Reflex save coupled with Evasion meant that he somehow didn't even singe his beard whilst being in the middle of a fiery ball of doom.
The DM is there to torment us sometimes.