Sally's clothes disappeared, and so did Jessica's.

“They are in the box,duh,” replied Jessica, who was eating her sandwich in front of her computer.

“Where is the box?”

Jessica got up and walked into the conference room. “Here…huh, where is it?”

Jessica relaxed expression shattered. She began to frantically search the room.

“That’s impossible! No one else entered the office…” Jessica stopped moving. Sheremembered something “…but the janitor”

*Ding* The elevator reached the ground floor. Max the janitor stepped out holding a cardboard box filled with clothes under his arm. Max had seen a lot of garbage being left behind in all his years of work; a half-eaten lasagna, a broken monitor, even a car battery and healways dutifully to threw it out. This time, however, it seemed like a waste to throw out a couple of perfectly good outfits, so he walked to the donation bin at the end of the block and emptied the contents of the box.

Feeling satisfied about his good deed of the day, he took the bus and went home.

“How could you let him take our clothes!?”

“I was ...distracted. Look if we are quick we can catch him before-” Jessica hurried out of the conference room and then doubled back inside. She slammed the door shut behind her.

“Wha-”

“Shhh! People are coming!” Jessica crouched down and looked thought the keyhole.

“Who is coming?”

“Seems like …everyone.”

“What?! How?”

“Well, the boss did warn everyone to be on time today, you know, for the presentation with the CEO?”

“This is all your fault!” Said an indignant Sally while she paced back and forth. “Maybe we can ask them for help?”

“You want to have all our coworkers see you naked? Go ahead”

“Why not? Rather them than the CEO! Besides, it’s not like I’ll be around much longer if everything works out!” Sally stood behind Jessica and jumped from feet to feet. She was building courage to go out and ask for help, her face already red in anticipation.

“Might want to hold your horses. Your dear boss has arrived and he brought the Frenchie with him.” Jessica bolted up “They are coming this way!”

“What do we do?”