Agree, except...

"I think I should go, too," you tell her.

"Really?!" she asks, allowing you to hear as much surprise as she can access at the moment.

"Yeah," you answer, nodding.

"However, if I did, I'd have to go get on the first flight home," you add dejectedly.

"Why?!" Marisa asks.

You remind yourself not to register surprise that she seems to really care, since (as far as you know) you're the only employee on this trip with ulterior motives.

"Because I won't have done my job!" you explain. "I was brought on the trip to do the makeup, but MJ gave me the specific job today of making sure this bikini got where it belongs."

"Mission accomplished," she says. "You found me, and I got it."