Chloe confronts her here and now.

"Hey Chloe, I think--"

Rachel was interrupted by the sound of a flaw in the gate rattling as the blue-haired punk crawled through it.

"MAX!"

The naked brunette turned. She gave a puzzled look before recognition painted her freckled face.

"Chloe!"

Max's arms dropped as the clipboard fell to the ground, revealing her petite breasts, their symmetry emphasized by the whistle that hung from her neck.