The place being relatively clear of people was a blessing Fay knew better than not to take advantage of.<br/><br/>Fay grabbed what seemed to be the cheapest article of clothing and twisted, cleared what wetness on her rear she could before folding the wetside over to cover up her rear vagina. Hopefully that was enough to prevent more of the scent causing additional drama when she least needed it, or at least delay long enough to manage what had to be done.<br/><br/>Carefully - to prevent falling over again Fay walked one foot in front of the other while twisting to keep one hand firmly covering her vagina with the cheap t-shirt - to the counter then pressed the service bell.<br/><strong><br/>"Hello? Sorry to intrude but I was wondering if I could have some help"</strong>