"You can take the stupid apron off, I can't get rid of my hand!" She didn't give up her grip on the apron even when he pulled back though. There was no way she was going to wait the extra few seconds to get this stuff off of her.

Oh, god, it was under her fingernails!

"I'm the one who's going to come out of here looking like a murderer anyway. So stop complaining." She muttered, still focused on her hand.