[ That's an infinitely better idea. Andy's not very good with her phone, but she can at least figure out the little switch to put it on silent mode. It only takes a minute for them to exchange numbers, then Andy gives a lazy two-fingered salute in Monts' direction before she withdraws to wait at the storage room, their trap set for Mr. Libido.
She can only pray to the rottings gods that the pervert hasn't wandered off too far. ]
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She can only pray to the rottings gods that the pervert hasn't wandered off too far. ]