Gracie's SideHustle

Hearing a knock, you open your front door to the sight of two women. When the younger woman sees you, she immediately said, "Nope! Not here. Let's keep moving. Sorry to bother you." You didn't recognize Gracie at first in her abnormally revealing outfit, but hearing her voice left no doubt that the person attempting to flee your doorstep is a college classmate. While the two of you have had friendly, quick interactions, you don't really know her well. Before Gracie could turn to walk away the older woman grabbed her by the arm and held her in place. Gracie pleaded, "Jill, please... we can find plenty of other clients. Let's just go." Her face was reddening with embarrassment at having been recognized. You stand inside the doorway, confused, waiting for someone to give explanation for th