"Oooh! I can't be doing with that! I'll have to leave the door open just in case."
Lucy manages to persuade the lady that the door needs to be pulled to, for modesty's sake. And for everybody else's sake too, judging by the five minutes of prolonged grunting and straining that follow.
Then the lady starts screaming. Lucy rushes to the door.
"Are you OK?" she asks.
"You think I'm crazy, don't you?"
"Not at all. I'm just worried that you might need help. Are you OK?"
"I am crazy, you know..."