Morene pushed herself up after putting out the cigarette. She grabbed her book-bag and started to walk on over towards the flirting couple. Brushing past both of them.<em>Accidently</em>letting her free hand caress the portion of their backside. What was her goal? Yet, she did put enough effort to get them both to at least notice the movement. Walking towards one of the old style washing machines who loved to eat your quaters. Setting the bag on top as she grabbed a box of soap that someone left out. Looking it over with a smirk and shrugging.<br/>"Hrm..." She opened up the machine and started to pour in a few tidbits of powder first. Then opened her pack, pulling out what appeared to be her "delicates" but they looked far from delicated. All various types of g-strings, thongs, and BDSM related items. Yet, she did have a few normal things, like cotton panties and such, but those stayed in the bag for the moment. Then pouring some more of the regular powders. Putting the box away as she reached back into her bag. Fishing about for her own "powers" and fished out a small bottle of fabric softener mixed with her special detergant. Pouring the strange green gopply goop in her clothes. Capping the bottle and putting it away as she fed the machine's it's gluttonous desire for a dollar in quaters.