Roxy tugs a disappointed Hazel up.
'Look on the bright side, Haze,' says Roxy, 'she'll get you a diaper.'
Hazel doesn't reply. She feels the need to pee. Again? Grabbing her messy crotch, they continue. The corridors were abandoned by that time of day. No one, save for Roxy, can smell the pungent odor coming from Hazel's behind. They hurry on.
The nurse leans in, trying to ingest the news Hazel and Roxy had just granted her.
'You've soiled your pants? Do you think you're going to have another accident? A diaper change or a panty one?'