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[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] Outside the Glitter Factory
[color=Purple][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Internet Skills, Perception[/center][hr][hr]
	[color=purple]"She [i]is[/i]?"[/color] Waverley replied back to Zarina, stressing the [i]is[/i]. She'd assumed the girl was an orphan, so hearing her refer to her mom in present tense threw her off. Suddenly bringing the girl into their little group sounded a whole lot more like kidnapping than adopting. But when James asked for a plan and Jack gave his vague answer, she decided to push her concerns to the back of her mind until they were back at home. Perhaps it was because of her immediate objection to putting Jack in charge of his earlier victim's retrieval or perhaps it was her insecurities brought on by Zari's ability to do everything she was used to doing faster, but whatever it might've been, it put her in overdrive. As they moved through the line, she stared down at her phone, typing away at a speed that could rival Negasonic. 

	[color=purple]"Well, Z and I - Is it alright if I call you Z?- We looked through the cameras, and we didn't see Sunshine or Max. So if they're here, they're gonna be somewhere that the cameras aren't looking. That leaves us with the bathrooms, the dressing rooms, and, erm...the special...entertainment rooms."[/color] Her quick, almost cool planning voice dimmed down into an awkward finish as she seemed visibly uncomfortable with the idea of going to any sort of special show room. [color=purple]"We should check out those spots, and if they're not there, then they either left, or were never here. We should probably look into the bathrooms first, since they're more likely to be there than the...alternatives,"[/color] she suggested as they neared the entrance.

	Waverley wasn't all that surprised when she got waved through the front doors - she knew that, due to her oddly contradictory soft-punk aesthetic, she looked older than she actually was - but she was surprised that Zarina was let in too. The girl looked as young as she was, so it seemed what Casper said had turned out to be true. Ironic, Waverley realized, as he was the only one to be stopped. Waverley slowed down a few feet into the building, slowly sidestepping over to Callie, whose sleeve she began to lightly pull.

	[color=purple]"Pst, think you could make the bouncers a little more...lenient?"[/color] she suggested in a hushed voice. Even though Callie's empathic ability was more subtle than most of their powers, she didn't want anyone to overhear and put two and two together. Most of the patrons were likely intoxicated in one way or another, but she didn't want to underestimate the observational skills of the Glitter Factory's somewhat sketchy clientele.