LoL!
Speaking of possibility, Kathleen has Went in the toilet! I was determined that I wasn’t going to let her go to bed un-eliminated, as it were, so I spent the last hour sitting on a folding chair at the bathroom door, reading a biography (by Charles Dickens) of the 19th century actor Joseph Grimaldi.
Looks like it’s going to be pretty good, in spite of Dickens.
Remind the dear lass that this accomplishment is more one of convenience than shall we say more cerebral activities.
She will always have with her, her most fundamental attribute. I occasionally use mine to open doors. My nephew used his before he was born to assist me in building a carport. (His mother was sitting on a board to hold it down while I adjusted its length.)
But now she may clothe that attribute in more fashionable and comfortable ways. You will, of course, have to take the young lady clothes shopping, you know.