The Confrontation

Wasting no time, Barry headed towards the women's restroom and found a hiding spot. 

Detective Washington-Smith had been watching the crew since that afternoon. Countless men had come over to try and court her but she was bent on achieving her mission. When she got frustrated from the constant distractions she decided to get some wine herself. As a result, she frequented the restroom. As she was leaving, she was fixing her floral split dress when she heard.

"Well, look who it is, Detective Jennet Smith."

The detective froze, she knew that was Barry's voice. 

'Oh my god! Did I just get caught?'

Feelings of embarrassment engulfed her as she turned around with a straight face. She opened her eyes wide, mouth agape as she protrayed the expression of surprise.

"Barry, Barry Jackson? What a coincidence. What are you doing here?" She said.

"On a vacation, what I'd like to know is what you doing here?" Barry couldn't help but smirtle as she tried her best to act.