Lost your veil? No problem. The towel you stole from the hospital will work just as well.
Sister Darcy is old. 80 something. She was admitted to the hospital a few days ago with chest pains. They kept her on observation status. She got bored. Mom gets the phone call at the Convent:
Mom: Hello?
Darcy: I've checked myself out of the hospital. I need someone to pick me up.
Mom: Uhm, did the doctors OK this? Do they know?
Darcy: I'm not sure, but I want to get out of this place.
Mom: Uhm....OK, we'll send someone over to check-in with you, and with your medical team.
Darcy: Oh, I think one of the nurses misplaced my veil, or maybe I did, so I will be the one in the waiting room with a towel on my head.
Mom: A what?
Darcy: A towel.
Mom: I thought that is what you said.
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