Of all the people to come to my aid..

"Unbelievable! I've been working at this stupid museum for thirty years, and they've never listened to a single suggestion I made. But that 'little miss perfect' Nakatomi struts into here and everyone listens to her." Enomoto Miki mumbled as she stormed into the restroom of the of the Miyahara interactive science museum. "I swear, I oughta- hey, why is the floor drenched?"

"C-can anyone help me?" A meek voice spoke from one of the stalls.
"Nakatomi Tamao? What happened here?"

Tamao slowly opened up the stall, peeking outside.

"Don't laugh, but I got a bit of a situation..."

"Please enlighten me..." Spoke Enomoto exasperated.

"You see, I spilled my soup over myself earlier, so I attempted to wash my clothes in the sink."

"...Okay..."

"And then I tried to put them on the stall to dry them, except I overthrew them and they landed in the toilet."

"...Hmmhmm..."

"So I panicked and ran into the stall, but I accidentally pressed the button and flushed the toilet. And now the drain is plugged, my clothes won't budge and everything is flooded!

"..."

"..."

"...And how much of your clothes are stuck?"

At that moment, Tamao slipped, revealing that she only wore her socks and sneakers...

And nothing else.

"Just, wow! How can screw up this badly?"

"I am so, so sorry!" Begged Tamao. "But can you help me? I really need so clothes first, before someone else comes in here!"

Enomoto grew a grin on her face. This could be the chance to get her fired, or at the very least humiliated so badly that no one will ever take her seriously. "Oh sure, I'll be right back!"

Tamao wasn't sure what to think of the response. She always felt some hostility from Enomoto, but would she take this opportunity to humiliate her?

Maybe she should find her own solution. She kept some spare clothes in her car, but she had to get the keys from her locker. Looking around, she did see a small vent. While she has no idea where it could lead to, it might lead to the locker room.