Well, she's going somewhere (Sandy's POV)

"Alright, I'm going off for lunch." Morgan says.

"Yes Miss."

I wait for her to head off to the elevator before taking chase. Something's been up with Morgan in the last few weeks. Her breaks seem to take longer and longer, and from time to time, her make up will be slightly different, or her clothes not quite right. I probably shouldn't care so much, but it's driving me up the wall not knowing what she's up to.

Inside the elevator, I don my 'disguise'. First, I put on the black turtleneck sweater I'd snuck inside my laptop bag, and then I tie my hair in a ponytail. It's not much, but it should be enough if I keep my distance. When I leave the lobby, I see Morgan walking down the street, so I follow her. God, I feel like I'm one of those spy movies, trailing the bad guy to the secret meeting. Hell, it's the most exciting thing to happen to me in months. Luckily, there's a fair crowd around, which should help me stay hidden.

Unfortunately, the crowds start to thin out as we near our destination. That destination being Gloria's. The lingerie-clad silhouette on the hot pink sign answers the question to what this place is, but it also asks the question of why is Morgan coming here? As she nears the door, she looks around and of course, right at me, and seemingly through my half-hearted disguise.