Trouble of the Carrie variety.

"Carrie," Erica protested. "I need this job. Seriously, I cannot afford to get into trouble." The other girl, however, started sauntering around the counter, making her way towards the open side of the cashiers' stand.

Erica turned to follow her path. "Stop," she demanded. Carrie did not stop, joining Erica by the register. "Come on, you can't be in here."

"Says who?" Carrie asked as she reached out to pull Erica into a hug.

"Okay, okay, I love you, too. Now can you get back on the other side of the counter?" Erica begged, but Carrie just started kissing Erica's neck, causing her to flush in embarrassment.

"Carrie," Erica tried again. "You have to stop. We can't do this at work. I'll get in trouble." The hands that were wrapped around her body started moving lower, grasping at her butt. "Please?"

"Oh, I love it when you beg."

"Carrie!"

"Oh, look," Carrie exclaimed. "Somebody's coming."

"What?" Erica demanded turning her head to look in the direction Carrie was looking while trying to push her off of her. "Come on, you have to go."

"I'm not going anywhere," Carrie said with finality as she leaned in to kiss Erica's neck again.

Seeing Nancy heading back in their direction, and not having any success in getting Carrie out of the space, Erica put both of her arms on Carrie's shoulders, pushing her down and out of view, just as Nancy reached the register.