Let her get dressed

After lingering for a few moments, she turns and exits the room. You hear a door down the hall open and close, as you take a seat on the couch.

You drink your coffee as you wait, and a few minutes later Elena returns dressed in a pair of jeans and a shirt.

“I really think you should go,” she says resolutely. “It was nice to meet you, but my husband would literally kill me if he found you here,” she says ushering you out the door.

Before you can even respond, you’re left alone out in the hallway.