"Sounds really hard," Rachel said, putting her hand to her chin and leaning against the door of a stall to think.  "No matter what you want to do, if it's just to make yourself good, it wouldn't work, then, would it?  That doesn't seem really fair."  Frowning, she kept on thinking, until her heel suddenly spun.  "Whoop-" she managed as her body went falling, head aiming towards the sink just next to Rebecca.  It was a good performance, if a little overdramatic, and far too spontaneous to be an actual slip.