Arya was trying to rub off the stain with a few tissue papers, unaware that someone was standing near the restroom, observing her and had quickly slipped in. She was a bit upset that her dress was spoilt, not because it was expensive or her favourite, but because she still had a few hours to go before she could go home. She would now have to run around the office in this dress. But then she couldn't hold it against the waitress either. She had observed her the moment they had entered the café. The girl seemed so nervous, maybe it was her first day. She couldn't bring herself to raise her voice at her. The girl only seemed to be trying hard and she appreciated people who were hard workers.
She entered the restroom, went near the sink and turned on the faucet. She was busy trying scrub off
