"Um, yeah, I am," she stood there, trying to cover herself, this wasn't...they were worse then Vegas. "Wait before coming in!" She stammered, but it was too late, the flap was open and Felicity turned around to look at her best friend, "I want to go home."
A frown was on her lips, "Why... I can't do this. I can't shake what my mother gave me," this was freaking her out. "Why can't they put me in charge of something technical?"