Darcy and Jessica opened up the door and looked inside. A shiny, cleansed and utterly feminine room awaited them, without a single wall urinal in sight. They inspected all the toilets, sinks and even lavender smelling soap. It was wonderful and they knew it. The door opened, and a stuffy-faced adolescent peaked his head in forward seemingly confused. "Hey sorry for intruding but do you girls know where the men's bathroom is? I thought it was right here but evidently they did some remodeling since this afternoon?
"why do you need that?" Darcy asked.
The boy looked at her like she was crazy, comically hopping on one leg after another. "Because I'm a boy?"
"You don't need that. And that can change." Jessica held the remote towards his face and clicked.
