"Anyone—!" Flynn starts, hurrying after him largely to figure out what just happened, although not without an alarmed second glance at the Women's door like someone's going to burst out of it in an unholy rage.

Fortunately for them both, should Cece decide to chase the culprit down, she'll find an empty lobby. The Aqunid door swings shut, and Flynn marches closer through the damp quiet, his eyes narrowing. The expression he is looking at does not bode well.

"So," he says, low and sharp, "There was someone in there? And you didn't look away?"