margaret turns off the shower, pulls back the curtain and reaches for a towel. all she finds is a miniature unabsorbent decorative hand towel. shit.
margaret's ears perk up. the bathroom is a disaster because she has dripped water everywhere looking for a towel.
margaret cracks the door open to see what the sound was. richard isn't there, but she sees the armoire open and the towels waiting for her. how did she miss that?
naked, wet, and starting to get a little pissed off, margaret manages to pull herself up by the toilet. she wants a towel badly, but balzac guards the doorway. she tries reason.
margaret holds the top of the toilet tank like a baseball bat, ready to strike. balzac will not be intimidated, and continues to growl and not let her out of the bathroom. margaret knows that she can't hit a dog, and looks for another way out. then she spots the bathroom mat.
balzac puts a paw onto the bath mat. margaret slowly puts back the toilet top. balzac gets to the center of the bath mat, and margaret pulls hard, sliding the bath mat and balzac to the back of the bathroom. with balzac out of the way, she runs out, closes the door behind her and.