Of course they weren't spying! They just happened to be here! Having dinner! With giant hats and wigs!

Shut up, Tessa!

Karla nodded frantically, then got up and bolted for the ladies' room. "Don't eat the snails!" she yelled as she ran, holding her hand over her mouth like she was about to be ill.

See? Now they had a reason to be running! A good cover was in the details.

The waiter bringing their breadsticks and sodas looked very confused as she dashed by.