She nods, accepting him at his word. If he wanted to leave, he could have just done so without the added drama. He had nothing to gain by faking this.

Slinging the bag over her shoulder, she meets him at the door. "Let's not attract any more attention than we have to. We'll switch cars." There's no way to know if they made the vehicle and added a tracker. Giving him a nod, she opens the door and heads out into the hallway.

She quickly glances to the left to make sure it's clear before heading right towards the back stairs. She leads them up one level before exiting into the parking garage. Keeping an eye out, and trusting Bucky to have her back, she scans the lot for a suitable vehicle. There. She heads for a silver Jeep Grand Cherokee. It looks like something a soccer mom would bring her kids to practice in, but it's got a powerful engine and would be sturdy enough if someone tried to force them off the road. She makes quick work of the lock, hitting the switch to open the passenger side. Passing Bucky her bag, she works her magic to get the vehicle running. With a glance at him to be sure he's ready, she heads out at a reasonable speed - no need to arouse suspicion, after all.