A sexy woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub. She gestured alluringly¹ to the bartender who approached her immediately.

She seductively signalled that he should bring his face closer to hers.
As he did she gently caressed² his full beard.

"Are you the manager?" she asked, softly stoking his face with both
hands.

"Actually no ..." he replied.

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

"I'm afraid I can't ..." breathed the bartender "Is there anything I
can do ...?"

"Yes I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running
her forefinger³ across the bartender's lips and slyly popping a couple
of her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.

"What should I tell him," the bartender managed to mumble⁴.

"Tell him," she whispered alluringly, "there's no toilet paper - hand
soap - or paper towels in the ladies room."