Sally: Excuse me. I just, uh, need to wash my hands.
Chloe: Why were you hiding in there?
Sally: I wasn't hiding.
Mascha: Then why weren't your feet visible?
Sally: This is pretty embarrassing, but, um sometimes I jam my feet against the stall door, you know, for leverage. I haven't been eating enough grains lately so it's been... waaaa!