She goes out, with her stuff

"Can I at least have my stuff?" Jenn asked sheepishly.

Rhonda sighed and grabbed her walkie-talkie. "What's your locker?"

Jenn gave her the info, and soon enough a security guard came out with her purse and even her bag!

"Th... thanks..." Jenn looked around and saw no clothes around. Sensing Rhonda's deep glare into her soul, she knew better than to argue and dashed out of the parking lot, streaking towards her car.