Dorcas wasn't about to sue the landlord... It was research. She'd been told that the change in the building had appeared over night so really, she needed to keep some kind of pictorial evidence. Of course, even better would be to take trinkets from each floor to keep as well. When Charlie reentered the building, the purple-haired girl looked at the biker chick for a brief moment but then focused on her pictures again.
Curiosity was a killer and that was what made her watch the woman with the canopic jar. She didn't know the god name of the falcon-headed one because it was way too fucking complicated to remember but she remembered that it represented the west and that it usually contained intestines. It took her a moment of breathing, of building up courage before she went over to the other woman.
"Um... C-could you d-do me a favor and take a picture of the inside of that jar? I... Um. Well, I don't want to get sick if it actually has an organ in it." She could only pray to whatever deity was up there that this woman would be compliant and perhaps kind.