Maybe somewhere more private than a Public bathroom

As he is walking to the girl’s room him beginning to talk of how nasty public bathrooms can and how it was too bad, he did not have somewhere else to go. Then it hits him; he does have somewhere else to go. He put his hand in his pocket to make sure he still had the key. “Hey, Rachel you know about the lab upstairs on the third floor, right?”

“Yeah?”

“Well, no one can get in unless they have permission so they can work on something like a special big assignment, you have to really know your way around the lab or you could really mess things working in there.”

“Yeah but they would never let us in for this.”

“They won’t know, see I have a permanent key because I’m always in there on something or another and they got tired of all the paper work. We just need to make sure one is in there or sees both go in. No eye witnesses so to speak.”

“Ok sounds good.”

The two of he rush upstairs toward the laboratory. As he round the corner at the top of the stairs, he see Karen coming out of the laboratory, Rachel is so startled by seeing her that she almost screams, but she quickly clasps her hands over her mouth. Fortunately, Karen goes down the stairs at the other end of the hall. The two of he scamper into the laboratory, and lock the door behind he.

“Hey,” he begins, “wasn’t that Karen? She’s your Lab partner right?”

“Yeah that’s right. I wonder what she was doing in here?”

Thunder claps outside and the lights flicker for a moment. “Ooo that sounds pretty bad.”

“Yeah,” Rachel agrees. “Good thing we’re in here. I’d hate to get caught in a storm like that."

The two of he stand there for a second in an awkward silence. "Well anyway I guess we should get started, huh?”