They both feign illness and get off early, and go check in with Paula.

Jed was just as confused as she was. "I have no clue, dude." Suddenly, Jed remembered the light coming from his pocket just before things changed, and pulled out the silver coin to read what it said on it again. "Uh, I think this might have something to do with it. And if so...crap, I need to check on Paula, she has another coin like this one." Jed tried texting her, but she wasn't reading them. "Okay," Jed said, starting to really freak out, "I need to go home, I'll tell them I'm ate something nasty and I'm about to puke."

To his surprise, Dominique shook her head and immediately strode over to the front desk manager, talked to her a little, then strode back over with a confident smile on her face as she took off her work apron. "I explained to her that I had dinner with you and Paula last night, and the meat must have been undercooked because we both have food poisoning." Happy that it had been taken care of, Jed went upstairs with her as they changed back into their regular clothes. They went out of the store to his car, when Jed raised an eyebrow at her following him. Dominique rolled her eyes. "What, you think I'm just going to go home like this? If you're trying to figure out what's up, I'm going with you." Not in the mood to argue, Jed unlocked the car and they both got in, heading to Jed's apartment.