A dozen horrible ideas occurred to Molly just then. Sadly, each ended with her getting shot, which ultimately was to be avoided.

Her heart was beating so hard, she would place a bet that it was visible through the skin exposed above the neckline of her dress. Having no better option just then, she complied. Hands above her head, Molly looked more like she might dance for them if they asked nicely, than a proper detainee.

"Hi boys. Whoa...easy, someone get sick from the special?" Her smile was saucy as ever.

For a fraction of a second, Molly glanced up knowing she was being watched. She'd installed the damn thing there herself. Someone.. Vilen maybe? Someone would see who had taken her.

Not that it would help much.