Answer her

"Ugh, yeah that’s mine,” Bethany quietly replied. Suddenly she felt something tap her leg, she nearly jumped out her skin, only stopping when she noticed it was her phone around the dragon’s tail. She carefully took it, the tail departing back under the stall from whence it came. “Thanks,” she said quietly.

“Don’t mention it,” the dragon replied back. And for a second, a measly second, Beth believed that she was in the clear. “Hey wait a second, what other women work in this dump!?”

“Uuuuuh,” was all she could muster in retort as she felt beads of sweat trickled down her brow. “I’m a cleaning lady…”

“... oh, fair enough. Didn’t know you guys work this late. Thought you worked in the mornings?”

“Um, yeah, usually. But there was a spillage and-”

“They called you in right?” The dragon said, cutting Beth off. She couldn’t help but laugh as she shook her head. “Typical of them here; the scientists make an unholy amount of mess, the guards are too busy fucking each other to do their job and women like you and me are the ones to keep things together,”

“Heh, yeah, I know what you mean,” Beth said in relief. A comfortable silence settled in, but then Beth realised that this was her chance. “So, ugh, seen anything weird tonight?”

“Nothing weirder than usual honestly, just waiting to get paid for the job.”

“Paid? For what specifically?”

“Getting those twins. Been after them for months, and finally got them when they got sloppy. The brother takes way too many pictures,” she said with a dark chuckle. Suddenly Beth heard the toilet flush and the dragons stall open. She assumed she was finally free, when she saw the same clawed feet stop in front of her door.

“I’m Cinder by the way, you ever want to get to know each other better, give me a ring. I gotta go to the top floor to clean up the mess, but afterwards I’m all free, just saying.” With that said, a sheet of paper was slipped under the door with a number on it, and the dragons footsteps got quieter until Beth couldn’t hear them anymore.

That was it; Gwen and Blair were on the top floor and she had no time to lose. But before she left she grabbed the number on the floor and placed it in her pocket. For evidence reasons of course, and absolutely no other reason. She rounded the corner out of the changing room and came face to face with an elevator. She wasted no time and rode it straight to the top.