Re: quicklog: dylan & jack & max
[She moved away once he let go, and she took up the discarded jeans and added them to the pile of things she carried. She opened the door and slipped into the hallway, and she didn't even look before holding the disgusting pile of items (plus firearm) to McKendrick, who she expected to be waiting there, humming and ready to take the items before she lost her lunch. And Max had a strong stomach.]
We get him dressed, and we go. [As if her current, nearly-naked state didn't rate, and she took a clean set of clothing from McKendrick's arms. She looked back at the bathroom.] Get us a car while he finishes up?
[Then, with a determined breath, she turned back into the bathroom, new items in her hand. Time to finish this.]