I want to mail that poor woman a she-pee. Poor, poor thing.

I have to know where the bathrooms are, for my mental health, because I worry about being caught in exactly that situation for shame. It's never actually happened, but for shame! I would die. And I'm with BB about the hermetic door vs burglars.

If I were S, and I knew I was going to this place? I'd stop fluid intake the night before, pre-operative style.

*frets*