Haneefah

We step in together and my father queries the front desk regarding our reservation. As he is doing that, I think of an excuse to slip away for a moment. I look around and spot the toilets on the far right corner.

"May I be excused to use the restroom?" I ask.

"You should have done so prior to our coming!" She sighs. "How will you even find the toilet when we have just stepped foot inside and the host is fast approaching?" She asks. "Its is just over there I'm quite sure." I tell her, indicating to the right. She thinks fir a moment. I feign an urgency for the loo and in time. With enough persuading, my mother excuses me briefly. While I head to the toilet, my parents head up the stairs and my mother fills my father in. I can feel his frustrations from here. Serves him right!

I enter the lady's room and head in. I head to the fountain and wash my face and hands. So, how will I absolutely repulse this vermin? I concoct a devious plan as I wash my face. After a brief moment, I have a plan in mind and head out. It's perfect! Now, all I need...