"It's obviously bad," Lyra echoed in agreement. She knew what giving up so much of a day's work would cost, and not just in money. Getting a reputation for leaving work like that was bad, she hoped Carla had a decent excuse in the bank. Hoped her supervisor wouldn't hold it against her too long. Hoped her colleagues wouldn't. Lyra had gotten pretty good back in high school at ringing up Jemima's work with excuses about why her mom couldn't make it that day. Carla's work ethic in comparison to Jemima's was sterling, though. She'd be alright.
"C'mon, we'll race her home," she said, leading Rosario towards the subway, taking extra care to look both ways before they bolted across the street since her usually careful friend was hella distracted.