Don't make things worse for May

Anna looks back at May.

"May, don't talk to me. You're already in trouble. Nudity is cause for expulsion." Anna shrugs at the alarming fact. May's eyes open with fright at the reality.

Anna leans down. She retrieves her panties and puts them back on. Readjusting herself, she looks at May. "Don't forget, you did that to yourself."

Then, she glances at the toilet. "Oh dear. And you have to deal with that." Anna nods to the toilet bowl. The shirt hasn't gone down completely. Somewhere in the pipes, the shirt stubbornly clogs the system. As a result, water begins seeping over the brim of the toilet bowl. A small flood begins it's expansion from the toilet bowl.

Anna smiles sardonically. "Good luck, May." She turns and leaves. Behind her, frantic calls for help fall on uncaring ears.