Gertrude, a minute or two later, comes out of the bathroom, all dressed up and ready to go, but...where has everybody gone? She whips out her DSVore to check their positions, and is flabbergasted when she realizes they're a couple blocks from her and rapidly getting further and further away. "You...you left me behind?! GRAH!" she exclaims as she rushes out the door. Ducking and dodging through people's yards and through business offices, and looking at her DSVore to try and determine the destination, she tries her darndest to head off the rapidly-moving vehicle, or at least catch up with it in time to help them out. Luckily for her, her legs take her along at about one-and-a-third times the speed of an average person, and she is tough enough that she can run for an hour without tiring. Of course, the further the vehicle goes, the less chance she has of being able to catch it, so she hopes the destination isn't too far away. "When we get done with this job, I'm going to kill those suhnzabishes..."