Safety in numbers

Lilly dashes after her streaking "bird of a feather", and followed her down at least a couple blocks. This time had both lilly and June darting between men and women, children and elderly. June, covering her face as priority, crashed smack into a tall figure in a trench coat, falling to her butt, her legs spread.

Lilly caught up in seconds, lifting up her partner while spewing apologies on both of their behalfs, before running another 50ft until June says, "HERE!"

You both duck into the dimly lit building, eyes adjusting to the gloom, the first thing Lilly notices is Junes face seems familiar, but June's first thoughts are the stranger she tackled just now, and catching eyefuls of Lilly's body, now uncovered and in close proximity.

Lilly: "Where are we?"