"Greaaat..." Selena replied to the idea of bringing the whole group; before just letting Angelo hang up on her. "Well, this is gonna be tricky." She muttered to herself, giving the patrons a light look before picking up a pen and scrawling<strong>close</strong>on the back of the flyer; before placing it on the counter and heading into the back to check on Alex.<br/><br/>"Hey buddy." She started, knocking quietly on the door. "You feelin' any better?" She asked, not even thinking about unblocking the door. "Well, don't worry. I got a doctor coming to check you out." Selena scoffed softly; it wasn't a lie. "So, ya'know, just hang tight and try not to... do, anything." She lacked in a bedside manner.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Perhaps ten minutes after she had spoken to Angelo Selena visited the lady's washroom; and, after checking it for other occupants, transformed. "This has got to be some kind of cliche... Pretty Solider Make UP."<br/><br/>The group wasn't hard to spot; well, Angelo wasn't hard to spot in a bright white lab coat and hauling a bag that could've contained half an operating room. "Gee, nice low profile there Doc." Selene scoffed, walking out the front of Justice Java and privately thanking her maker; or whomever decided this sort of thing, that her costume wasn't as outlandish, or iridescent, as some. "He's in the back."