Nope

"Lemme think.... we have the chance to have our way with a rich, entitled bitch.... no, I think we are not done with your by far. First of all, I want you email address and phone number, we will be meeting later so I can teach you some more things", the lead girl told her. While normally Vanessa would've seen this as a chance to set up a meeting and have the police catch these girls, she didn't really have any evidence to back her up, and she wasn't sure the police would even help her deal with what they might see as a grown woman getting bullied by some teens.

"Here", she told her, quickly scribbling down her email and phone number on a pice of cloth she was handed with a pen, not even considering giving them fake information. The lead girl had a look of satisfaction as she looked around the bathroom stalls.

"We still need to clean some of the rust, and that necklace of yours seems like the perfect tool to scrape it off", she said as one of the girls swiftly unclasped her necklace and took it off before she even had a chance to protest that her expensive silver necklace was not going to be used to scrape rust off a toilet.

It wasn't long before it was put to use, and Vanessa grimaced at the idea of putting it on again, several bits of rust stricking to it, clearly visible against it's silver shine. She couldn't help but whine in frustration, which seemed to amuse the girls holding her.

The process was slow as her necklace was small and obviouly not made to be used as a tool to scrape old rust from any surface, but eventually it was mostly done. The bathroom still looked like shit, but slightly less shit than when she came in, though she wasn't pleased with the progress, especially the cost it came with. The lead girl went back to her and handed her the grime-and-rust-covered necklace, which almost made her barf as she quickly put it in her pocket, refusing to wear it anymore. However, it was quickly dug out of there.

"No, put it on, I think it will compliment your looks", she was ordered, and after sucking in her breath and closing her eyes, Vanessa did just that, grimacing when she felt it against the skin of her neck, the grime immediately making itself felt. She wanted to puke, but managed to hold her composure for now, and simply hoped it was the end of this ordeal.