Mindy gets in on the scheme.

Mindy played the recorded video. It was too far back to make out anything concrete. Focus kept jumping from the house to the pool and could lock in on the girls themselves. They were just pink blurs, like it was a Big Foot video. To top it off, he audio was drowned out by Marc's heavy breathing. Mindy showed Marc the phone with a disapproving glance.

"You'll embarrass yourself more than you will Amber and her friends with this!" she stated. It was then, with the light of the phone directed at the pizza guy, that she noticed he had his pants down. "OMG! What the hell?!" She whisper yelled at him.

The late teen yanked up his pants, "Geez, it's not like I invited you up here... you're worst than my mom!"

"Look," Mindy said, trying to ignore the guy's creep factor, "If you want to get back at Queen B and her lackeys, you'll need better video than this..."

"And you're going to get it for me?" Marc asked, zipping himself up.

"Yeah, I'd like to knock that uppity tramp a peg or two myself..." Mindy said, looking back toward the house. The girls had disappeared inside, so they probably didn't notice the voyeur in their midst.

"You going to go inside and tape them?" Marc asked with a hint of jealousy in their voice.

"Yeah..." Mindy said, thinking out loud, "But it'd be obvious it was me if I just recorded them... I need a way to throw the suspicion off me..."

"You could join them," Marc suggested.

Mindy raised an eyebrow at the young man's idea, "I thought you weren't into 'old' ladies..."

Marc shrugged and didn't look at Mindy, "Well, you're not ugly. Besides, if you were in the video, you could pretend someone else took the video..."

Mindy rubbed her chin, "Well, it's as good an excuse as I can think of at the moment and we need to get footage before they finish..." She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she was willing to have herself be exposed on the Internet like this, then she wondered how she'd get herself in on the group activities in the first place. She rubbed her neck and furrowed her brow.

"Can I have my phone back now?" Marc asked as Mindy took too long to think.

"Oh," she said, looking at the phone, then looking over to the house. "I've got it!"