Panic... Marissa jiggles the door handle, trying to get it open. The sound of a door opening.. Marissa whips around to look at the cloaked figure. The voice from under the hood is strangely soothing... Marissa nodded at her. She stutters with fright as she speaks. "I-I hope I d-don't offend by trying to leave... I j-just got a little frightened.. I don't know what c-came over me..." Marissa Looks over to the cloak and towel. Almost like somebody was expecting her... Marissa looks over to the hooded figure, waiting for some privacy to change.