[Since she had five or six hours before she met Sam for lunch, she figured she had plenty of time to take care of the ID problem. It would just be a matter of finding someone who could do quality work. In a college town, it shouldn't be too hard. She cleaned up from breakfast, grabbed a quick shower, dressed, and headed out.]

[About four hours, a fight she won fairly easily and one not so easy, and a hefty chunk of cash later, she had a shiny new ID dubbing her Amy Williams. Kinda boring, sure, but it got her a beer at a nice bar, so she wasn't going to complain. It worked. That was all she wanted.]

[With an hour or so left to kill, she decided some shopping was in order...]