Without missing a beat, the older woman smirked and said, “Well, girls, I may not have a pager or a phone chip, but I’ve got something even better… a built-in Wi-Fi alert!”
The younger women blinked, unsure whether to laugh or groan.
“What do you mean?” asked the middle-aged woman, nervously clutching her towel.
The senior winked and leaned in slightly. “Every time someone tries to show off their fancy gadgets, my little friend here—” she nodded at the trailing piece of toilet paper—“reminds me exactly who’s in charge. I call it my ‘personal notification system.’”
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