No car, what to do?

"What a disaster!" Janet moaned. "My car is stolen."

"Who cares about your cars, what about my clothes?!" Lauren shrieked, cupping her nude chest.

"Let's get back to the office." Janet offered. "It's only two miles away. I can report my car stolen on the way."

"Wait... you want me to walk two miles, in the middle of the city... wearing only a diaper!" Lauren felt faint at the prospect.

"I guess you'll get more exposure therapy." Janet pointed out. "Besides, remember the restaurant? No one knew you were an adult, you can pass for much younger in that diaper. I'm sure no one will mind."

"That's... that's not the point!" Lauren objected.

"Lauren, this is already a difficult day for me." Janet said seriously. "My car was just stolen. I'm going to have to ask you to not talk back, or disobey me, or there will be consequences. Understood?!"

Lauren flinched back at Janet's serious tone...