Not according to plan

Vanessa finally arrived at the attraction that the man had marked on the map. She stood infront of a pink house, merged next to a few restaurants and other attractions. "Well this is the place." Vanessa mumbled to herself. She walked up to the door, and noticed a microphone sticking out of it. "SPEAK" a robotic voice suddenly yelled at her, catching her off guard.

Vanessa reached into her pocket and pulled out the note the man had given her to say. "Oh my lord..." Vanessa mumbled as she saw the note. Reluctantly, she spoke what the note said. "I love pooping myself." Vanessa spoke quietly into the microphone. "LOUDER" the microphone yelled.

Vanessa was beginning to get impatient. "For fucks sake you stupid thing can't you hear me??? I. Love. Pooping. Myself." Vanessa grew angrier. "LOUDER" The microphone yelled once again. Vanessa screamed, passers by were listening in and giggling at her. Vanessa tried to ignore them and focus on her mission.

"Alright you fucking piece of shit. I LOVE POOPING!" Vanessa yelled, causing an uproar of laughter. Suddenly the door swung open, and there stood a slightly overweight middle aged woman, with brunette hair and a furious look on her face. "COME WITH ME YOUNG LADY!" The woman yelled, grabbing Vanessa by her blouse and dragging her inside.

The crowd laughed as Vanessa's screaming was silenced by the slam of the door...