The Parking Lot

Supergirl storms away from the queue, one hand trying to hold her skirt steady, her cheeks flushed, as she finally reaches the parking lot. Several others are just parking, and dozens of people are still walking towards the convention center, but finally Supergirl makes it to the car.

Of course, it's at that point she realises her mistake. She may have made it to the car, but Superman was the one with the car keys, the small bag she carried not large enough to carry anything more than her phone and her purse.

"Dammit," Supergirl mutters under her breath, looking around the parking lot once again, and pondering what to do. She could find a train home, or maybe just find some shops to pick up some new underwear.