Laura leaves her informant to chase after the Queen

I took away the apple from my informant's mouth. “What happened?”

“What do you think?” She scoffed back. “She had my cellphone tapped. I was already served atop this cart before I could realize what was happening.”

Damn, there goes my lucky break. “Do you know where she went? Is she still around?”

“What? No ...maybe? Last I saw her, she ran out carrying a vest and a weird lightbulb. That’s all I know. Can you help me now? Please?”

A vest and lightbulb? That’s weird. What could she possibly be planning? “…Please!?! Before anyone else sees me! Hello? I’m still here. A little help? Hey, LAURA? YOU HEAR ME? HELP!...” Argh, I couldn’t think with all that noise. I shoved the apple back onto the blonde’s mouth.

The shouting ceased, giving way to much quieter mumbling. Where could the Queen use a special light? A show? A play? The disco? Wait, there’s a nightclub right across the street. That’s it!

There was no time to waste. I ran out of the building.

I knew where she was. She wasn’t going to get away this time.

“Whoa. Was that woman wearing pajamas?”

“Sure seemed like it, but never mind that. Are you sure that there is more food here? The guests are getting ravenous…” Two waitresses entered the kitchen and stopped dead on their tracks. They locked eyes with the naked woman struggling atop a platter. She whined.

“Erhm, yes. There it is.” They both looked at each other with incredulity. Then at the blonde. Then at each other.

“…Welp, let's carry this back.” The blonde shook her head, she stared at the waitress with the best puppy eyes she could muster.

“…Are you sure? Naked woman and all? Shouldn’t we like, untie her or something?”

“I don’t think so. This is probably part of the show, you saw the main exhibit. Want to get fired because you ruined some wacko’s idea of avant-garde? Let’s just go.”

“If you say so.” The waitress began pushing the cart onto the packed halls of the museum. She tried her best to ignore the muffled pleas coming from the woman in front of her.

The naked blonde was soon surrounded by famished people. They all stopped to stare at her at first, forming a semicircle around the cart, but hunger soon took over. The crowd approached and seized all the food without hesitation. Some even dipped their meal with the sauce on her bare back. The blonde whined and closed her eyes, powerless to do anything else as the crème of the crop ogled her body.

She swore she would pay back the Queen and the detective for this humiliation …somehow.