No

John turned and walked back to the fire exit.

"No wait!" Karen shouted, but it was too late. He closed the one way door behind him. Karen looked around for somewhere to hide, but other than a dumpster, she was out of luck.

Inside John started to gather a crowd, "Alright, we're going to start the bidding on Karen Gillan's underwear!" Sweaty hands shot up, all around the hall.

Karen peaked around the back of the building. There was a security guard, by the door where she had been taken in. If she could get in there her assistant would be able to get her some clothes. But how could she do that?