Hailey.

None of this made any sense!
No matter how long Alexander stayed in the shower it couldn't possibly have been for over an hour. Had this female elf left work early? Why? Were the machines broken?
Hopefully she wasn't hurt or ill or anything.

None of this was any of Alexander's business though. Only one of them was in the showers for now, which was good news for Alexander. She probably couldn't tell that a male was in the shower booth, so all he had to do was wait until she was in the showers, sneak out very quickly... and then never speak of this again.

Alexander listened carefully for when the next booth opened, and at that very moment he would make his daring escape.
He did hear the door to a booth open, but the one that opened was his own. There she was; Hailey.
Her thick, greasy auburn hair falling down her back and over her forehead in uneven 'arrows' of bangs. Her black towel wrapped tightly against her chest and hip, ending where her collar bone began on one end, and by her thighs halfway to her knees on the other end. It must be said this attire really accentuated Hailey's hourglass shape, and though she shared the same lithe physique as all elves, male or female, by their standards she had curves to spare, especially at the hips; a mixture of advanced musculature and a healthy level of plumpness in the right places.
But this wasn't the time for Alexander to get caught up in that.

Her normally tired brown eyes grew to the size of saucers as she beheld the naked man in the girls' shower booth. Uncertain if she should be more terrified or more angry, she settled on expressing confusion. She looked like she wanted to scream, but didn't. She just kept staring at him, gawking in shock.

Finally she shut the door to the booth. leaving Alexander perhaps even more scared, shamed and dismayed than the girl she had startled.
Soon after she opened it once more, "...all right, what the hell do you think you're doing here, mister?"