"Where is it?!" thought Laura to herself as she dug through her bag furiously, throwing bits and pieces of clothing over her shoulder.

"I know I packed it-or did I? Ugh!" Suddenly, a cough from behind her drew her attention.

Standing there was Matt, who just got back from the bathroom. One of her shirts that she haphazardly threw seemed to have landed on his head. He removed the shirt from his face and threw it on the floor, where the rest of her clothes ...