Ileana followed Shane towards the stairs. She was starting to warm up, which came prickly painful sensations from her feet. "I hope everyone got out okay," she said, "God knows we can't afford to bail out half the building."
She hoped Trenton and his fangirl didn't. They could go rot in jail. Maybe they could be left behind when they did the time warp back home. As they trudged up the stairs, Ileana began pulling pins out of her hair that kept it styled up. "We should find, like, a newspaper too. Get an actual date to where we are."