She ran to the toilet, washed off the cup, and there a secretary and a girl from the staff are discussing something. Well, I go to them in a bunch, we stand, bla bla bla, here the door opens, by us with a stone rod admin passes, enters the cabin and calmly does his business. We are all in total stupor.
I am hey hey! Nietzsche, what are we standing here?! to
He, from the cabin - What is a men's toilet?