The lanyard for the id fit around EV's neck - barely. She followed the elf out of the janitor closet, stopping only long enough to mentally shove a stack of buckets under the handle for the smaller adjacent room. Hopefully that would be enough to keep the busy couple from emerging fortuitously while they were still in the midst of leaving. Then she hurried from the closet as quickly as possible - as much to get away from the awful stink of pheromones as to hurry on their way. Just the chemicals in the air had been doing weird things to her long-due-to-mature body, making the tightness of her skin all the more pressing. Perhaps she could not put off the chrysalis as long as she thought she could.

They had not really made any plans as for what to do now that they were in Centerpiece, but had to trust in the nature of things to lead them to where they were needed. Serendipity and synchronicity weren't as strong here as they were in Ruin, but even the best engineers' attempts had been unable to entirely eliminate them. It provided them with the continual war of science and if all such battles were easily won, then what would be that point?

They were, however, heading in a general direction anyway. In this case towards the exit of the building. No sense in pushing the limit of their meager disguises any more than needed. It would be easier to blend in somewhere that Wanted pictures weren't likely to pop up any second. The Vench and the elf were close enough to smell the freedom from the outside streets - a combination of fake butter and new plastic - when a large hunch backed human intercepted them dressed in a blue janitorial jumpsuit. He had a slightly panicked expression that fell at odds with his tough hypermasculine face. When he saw their supervisor ID cards, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Supervisors, I'm so glad I found you. Senator Budil - the Vench who just had his office redone, is raising complaints and asking to speak to you. Apparently he had an allergic reaction to some compound in the carpet cleaner and now he's breaking out all over. I tried to explain that the new compound is exactly the same as the old, but he's insistent. I'm sure that if it was the two of you... you could smooth it over."

The man's voice was steady, but his eyes held a slightly pleading look that said a Vench with a skin allergy was not someone he could handle on his own. Ev, however, did not want to risk the contact with the higher ups - even less so if the man was one of her own kind. Her reply was slightly snappish, but not out of character for an annoyed supervisor she supposed. "Tell him to go see a medic on our expense. And change the damn carpet cleaner."

"I already said all that - he was very insistent. And very angry. Please, if I don't bring you, he said that he would take it to the next level up." No skin off EV's antennae if those two they were impersonating got fired. They deserved it anyway, engaging in illicit activities while supposedly on the job. But the human male was very large and very much standing in their way. He did not seem very inclined to just let them go peaceably - Senator Budil had implanted quite the fear in him and a fearful human quickly turns to an unpredictable human.