Maybe Jamie misread the sign. Maybe Aroha pushed the wrong button in the elevator. They exited and walked down the corridor until they reached a door marked “Restoration Room.” “Not restroom,” said Jamie. “Me bad. But as long as we’re here we might as well take a look.”

“Not much going on,” Aroha observed. “Just that one statue.”

“I wonder what was wrong with it?” Jamie said. “He looks to be in pretty good shape to me.”

“I’ll say,” said Aroha, testing the feel of the sizeable and significantly erect phallus. “It’s even got a penis slit. Adorable.”