so this lady - let's call her betty - was at the top of the escalators beside the most exquisite dinner display you've ever seen. it was beautiful. at the top of the escalators, betty lost control of her bladder. it happens sometimes to the best and the worst of us.
if that wasn't bad enough, she picked up an intricately folded white napkin and wiped beneath her skirt. then. then, she placed it, dripping and discoloured back on the display table. she glided down the escalator as though she'd done nothing questionable.
dear desmond was distraught