Millicent laid back when Justin disappear, both hoping and dreading that she wasn't wrong. But she knew what she'd seen, she knew she was right. Only how could she be?
Then again there had been quite a few men, quite a few she didn't know or even bothered to ask the name of. And she had been pretty high quite a lot of the time.
Still wouldn't she remember Justin? And more importantly, wouldn't he remember her?
Time seemed to go in slow motion, or rather time seemed to stand still completely. But she didn't really know what to do besides waiting, trying to remember something her mind simply wouldn't remember. Yet it had to be there, because she wasn't wrong.