Sheila and Betty are fighting their bursting bladders; they arrive at Sheila's house only to find the door locked and no spare key anywhere in sight. Desperate for a bathroom, they try to call anyone who might be able to let them inside urgently but they run out of options. Betty can't hold it any longer so it trickles out through her jeans as she sits down along the deck, while Sheila runs to the bushes hoping a neighbor won't spot her.