Elena had mixed feelings about going out. On one hand, she was feeling mostly better about yesterday - apparently sleeping all morning had helped in that regard. On the other, she was worried it'd be awkward, the way that Reno and Rude both knew something that she didn't and didn't plan on telling her. But that shouldn't stop her from trying to work on escaping, right?

In the end, it was her sense of duty that got her moving. That and remembering that she still had the knife Rude gave her. Perhaps tonight she'd actually find something to kill like they'd planned on.

Only when she went to her closet to get ready, she was met with quite a surprise - her Turk suit, pressed and clean and hanging there as if it'd always been there. She gaped at it for a few moments before quickly changing.

Now she had a reason to go out; she could finally brag to Reno that he wasn't special anymore in his normal clothes.