Yes

"Wendy's stocking shelves," Deborah told Victoria. "My manager's in the office doing quarterlies. There's one customer looking at vibrators." The clerk pointed to a monitor behind the counter. Victoria peered over and saw a thirtyish woman in office attire, looking distinctly uncomfortable as Amy ogled her.

"Perfect," Victoria told her. "Lock the door. If any good looking girls try to come in you can let them in and apologize for the mistake, but no men."

"I shouldn't--" Deborah began, but Victoria cut her off with a kiss.

"You should," she said when she came up for air. Without another word Deborah walked over to the front door and locked it. Victoria took the Idol and headed to her next target.