The bathroom topic became a background conversation now that their new acquaintance was leaving them. Admittedly, Mikaela was a little disappointed she and Sam wasn't going to be able to grill her about her life. Oh well, as she said, there was always later. Then they could annoyingly bombard her with questions about her life and she was free to do the same.
A genuine smile came to her face and she waved her hand as if to wave off the subject of her being any help, "Don't worry about it. Since you know where we are, I expect to see you around. We're not done bugging you about your life yet. Not to mention, you owe me a fireworks show." For now, she could be thankful for the brief paff that graced the air momentarily. Reminding them both of Jubilee's awesome.
"Don't worry about us," she commented with a grin, "We have a savior of the world on our side." Giving Sam a smile, her fingers reached for his, showing that despite all her teasing and sarcasm, he did mean a lot to her. Something told her if anyone could deal with her for an extended period of time -- it was Sam Witwicky. It probably didn't hurt he used to worship the ground she walked on. Not that she exactly knew all about that.