Seeing a pair of lovers come out of the women's restroom made the middle-aged woman nauseous. She looked at them mockingly and her urge to urinate instantly disappeared without leaving a trace.
"We can explain everything—" Lisa said with a panicked face.
"What the hell is this?1" The woman interrupted quickly. She looked at Oscar and Lisa in turn, frowned, and continued, "Young people these days don't have any shame, huh! Hey, public restrooms are not the right place to do that. Isn't the bed in your hotel or house big enough for you two!?"
"It's not like that, ma'am—"
The woman raised her hand. "Stop. I don't want to hear your explanations." Then she turned around and walked away. She continued, "I don't want to pee here!"
Oscar, who had forgotten to put on his sunglasses, could only look down and hope the middle-aged woman didn't recognize him. He knew that his ears and neck would be red with embarrassment.