What does Amy do?

Goes herself

Clutching the towel close to her torso, Amy Santiago crept slowly towards Rosa's desk, bent double so as to reduce the likelihood of detection. She left small pools of water in her wake, and shivered whenever she glanced around, her eyes falling on the unavoidable sight of her bare shoulders.

Entering the bullpen, the barefooted Cuban scurried over to Rosa's desk, and crouching down behind it, pulled open the desk drawers.

She had to stifle a shriek when she saw Rosa's organisation of her desk: or rather, the lack of it. Papers were piled haphazardly on top of each other, with no clear system of filing. Amy quickly rifled through the mess until she found Rosa's keys and phone. Before she could retreat to the relative safety of the locker room, she heard footsteps.

The towelled girl quickly dived under the desk, hugging her knees to her chest. Terrified, she heard the footsteps walk over to her hiding place, and their owner begin to tidy it. Amy stayed as still and quiet as possible, praying that the mysterious person didn't see her toes.

Eventually the person moved away. When the bullpen fell quiet again, Amy crawled out from her hiding spot. Standing up and readjusting her towel, Amy hurried back to Rosa.