“That’s Helga to you. So how are we going to question Bella if we have a spa tour guide tagging along?” Riley asked in a hushed tone as a man and woman with matching robes and shiny, blissed-out faces wandered in. “One of us will have to make an emergency pit stop at the restroom,” Nick decided. “Ugh. Can’t you just fake an important phone call?” “Strangers are willing to wait around while you take a call. They don’t want to hover outside a bathroom door when they know a toilet is about to be violated,” he explained. “Valid.”
