Mark had texted the Address to their date (by Vanilla Thunder)

Jamie's hand were free again, though he still couldn't see them, and he started fumbling around for the purse, which was on his lap. One of the employees noticed and grabbed it away.

"Better wait for them to dry, I'll take a look for you." she said as she grabbed the phone out of the bag.

Jamie wasn't sure what that meant, but at least the employee could see the message better than him, and it wasn't even his phone, so he didn't really mind the lack of privacy.

After a few seconds, the employee put the phone back in the purse and laid it back on his lap.

"What was it?" Jamie quietly asked.

The employee leaned in close.

"Just your boyfriend texting you an address. I ordered an Uber for you, so you can go when you're done here." she said.

"My boyfriend..." Jamie started. She must mean Mark, he sent the address! "Oh! Yes, thank you."

"No problem." the employee said before going back to her duties.

After a few more minutes, the flurry of activity ceased and Jamie was sat up, facing the mirror. What he was was... confusing. Or rather, it was a very confused young woman. She had wavy hair that delicately framed her elegantly made up face, from her plump red lips to her defined eyes. She didn't have any blemishes and her eyebrows were even neat. She raised her hand, on which the nails had been lengthened and manicured, then painted a bright red, to her face. Jamie noticed that the color matched her dress... and that she put her hand up to her face at the same time that he did and...

Jamie's phone buzzed again, which took him out of his trance. He pulled out the phone, having some trouble due to his new nails and saw that his Uber had arrived.

"What do you think?" the blonde woman asked.

"I..." Jamie started softly.

"Oh! I nearly forgot." the woman exclaimed before grabbing a small spray bottle. "Open up."

"Wha..." Jamie started as the woman sprayed the contents of the bottle down his throat.

"Don't worry, that should kick in soon." she said.

Jamie nodded as the phone buzzed again.

"Looks like someone's impatient." the blonde woman laughed.

"Yeah, I guess." you said, quietly. "Thank you."

"Always glad to help out a girl having a bad day." she said.

But Jamie didn't entirely hear, he was already going to the door as quickly as he could on those heels. He got out the door and there was a car sitting at the curb. The driver poked his head out.

"Are you Jamie?" he asked.

Jamie hesitated for a moment and pondered the situation.