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[hr][b]Location:[/b] Zoie's House
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[color=D5FF00]"None taken, but I don't think trying to keep him in the dark is going to work at this point."[/color] With a nod, Mali headed down the hallway. There was that uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach that always came when one needed to use the bathroom in a building one wasn't familiar with. The sense that one was an intruder upon a space to which they didn't belong. However, given the circumstances she found herself in, Mali didn't bother dwelling on the feeling anyways.

Everything in the bathroom went more or less smoothly. The only real issue she found was getting the damn toilet to flush. Zoie did say that she needed to jiggle the handle, but even then it took her three or four tries before the privy accepted her struggles. Zoie claimed the plumbing was a bit wonky, but in this instance, Mali suspected it was actually the loo itself that was the issue here. Unfortunately she didn't have the mechanical expertise to check it out herself. Maybe that might be something to look into later if she had the free time. As it was, she had no more business there and made her way back to the dining room.