Editing Hustle the youngster into a security room

"That's for me to decide," you tell the girl, "so come on."

You place one hand on each shoulder and lead her towards the exit.  When you get close, you discreetly grab an expensive pair of underwear and stuff it down the back of her shirt.  The girl looks at you weird and then quickly looks away.

When you get to the security room, you are relieved to find it empty.  Old Man Joe must be patrolling the bathroom for smokers, you think.  You lock the door then push the girl on a chair in the room.

"First things first," you say, "Name, address, and phone number."

"Kaylie Washington, 555-8734, 214 N. Whitehall Dr," she says quietly, "but I don't know why you brought me here, I didn't steal anything, I swear."  She's almost in tears at this point.

You pretend to scribble her info on a piece of paper and then you say, "We'll find out if you were lying here in a second.  Now stand up and take off your shirt and shorts."

"What! NO! I didn't do anything! Isn't there a female guard," she cries.

You shake your head and motion for her to take off her clothes.  Slowly, she complies, dropping her shirt then her pants to the floor.  The underwear you stuffed in her shirt falls onto the ground.

Do you:
*[[Pick up the undies]]
*[[Pat down Kaylie]]
*[[Tell her to take off the rest of her clothes]]
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