Doting old Mrs. Marshall

The landlord peered curiously at Lauren. She peered through her thick spectacles, barely seeing Lauren's face from 10 feet.

Lauren huffed at the old woman's obvious confusion. Senile old bat she thought! Mrs. Marshall was nice, but altogether useless.

"What is it dear?" Mrs. Marshall asked.

"While I was at the hospital all my clothes were stolen!" Lauren said, nearly yelling.

"Oh dear! I heard about your... ha, naked accident!" Mrs. Marshall smiled as Lauren blushed, face scrunched with anger. "That must have been so embarrassing! And I'm sorry to hear your clothes are misplaced!"

"Not misplaced, stolen!" Lauren huffed. How was the old woman not getting this?

"Well, either way, that's no way for a young woman to run around." Mrs. Marshall gestured at Lauren. "with a gown and no shoes! Let's find you something to wear..."