There were a couple of young rock festival attendees who wandered up to our office floor, looking for an actual women's bathroom. The rock festival has porta-potties. Our office women's bathroom has a push-button combination lock, so they weren't having any luck. One of them was pretty stoned on something already. I tried to point them at the public library, which does have truly public bathrooms, and which is just kitty-corner to our building. I'm not sure they quite understood what I was telling them. They seemed like nice suburban girls, but with their mental clarity impaired.
I don't think alcohol was involved. I would have smelled that.
I was leaving for the day.
Hope you girls got on okay.