She hadn't expected him to stare, or even look. Not only is he a gentleman, he's a professional. While he's cleaning up, she gets dressed and packed.

When he returns from the bathroom, she's tucking a gun into the holster at the small of her back. She shrugs on her jacket, grabs her bag and nods. "Yes." Without another word, she heads for the car. She tosses her bag in the trunk and gets behind the wheel while he finishes looking over the room.