She gestures alluringly to the barman, who comes over immediately.

When he arrives, she seductively signals that he should bring his face close to hers.

When he does, she begins to gently caress his beard which is full and bushy.

"Are you the manager?" she asks, softly stroking his face with both hands.

"Actually, no," he replies.

"Can you get him for me?" she says, running her hands up beyond his beard and into his hair. "I need to speak to him."

"I'm afraid I can't," breathes the barman, clearly aroused. "Is there anything I can do?"

"Yes there is. I need you to give him a message," she continues huskily, popping a couple of fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.

"Tell him that there is no toilet paper in the ladies room!"