"Kate, get down, they will see us," Yelena said from her spot behind the bushes outside of an old motel.
"They won't, they're too busy to notice us," Kate replied, using her height to look over the bushes and into the open window.
"Kate, why don't you ever listen to me," Yelena responded, rubbing her forehead.
"I do, sometimes," Kate replied, trying to get a better view and slipping, falling on her backside.
"And look, you're covered in mud," Yelena sighed, packing away and pulling Kate up.
"Maybe you can help me out of these pants when we get home."
