They came out of the cinema into the evening air, all four of them spilling through the exit doors at once, the night hitting them after the controlled chill of the air conditioning inside.
The street was alive the way streets got at this hour, people moving with somewhere to be, cars passing, a food cart on the corner with a small queue forming, the smell of something fried drifting across the pavement.
Priscilla didn't even wait until they were fully outside.
"I still cannot believe you two," she said, already shaking her head, her dark wavy hair moving with it.
She was looking at Jane, but her hands gestured at both of them as though they were a single unit of poor decision-making. "Doing it in the women's bathroom. I'm actually shocked and impressed at the same time."
"It wasn't planned," Jane said, her voice completely level.
