Looking between them, Allison puts her hands on her hips and tilts her head to the side almost amusedly. So, good company? Okay, that's fine. She can lower her guard somewhat.

The women's room comes into view then and she perks up, gesturing, "That one, I'm pretty sure." But she doesn't head inside right away, wondering how someone else got into the museum without the use of feminine wiles. "How did you get back in, then?"