When bus conductor check their tickets and told her that she has to accompany a lady sleeping on lower berth and advised her to keep her kid with me o... upper berth.She took her kid and kept him beside me & requested me to allow her kid to sleep from window side.As a safety.With artificial smile I said ok to her and took her kid from her hand put him from window side.And she sat on lower berth.After getting everyone in their respective seats.The bus started moving.I started talking to the kid. .. messy."Her eyes traced me over. "And you just forgot that you're carrying a towel?" I didn't want to have to carry a sticky towel around all day."She rolled her eyes like she couldn't believe such a stupid person was in her class."You do realize," she said in that annoying tone teachers get sometimes, "that a soiled towel can be exchanged for a fresh one at the beginning or end of any class?"I blinked at her. No, I didn't realize that."It should have been in the pamphlet," she added.I. “Owen! I want to speak to you. Open this door right now! I demand that you open this door!” She shouted.My reply was to turn the television on as loud as it could go. Katie banged on the door for what seemed like hours, I assume that she was shouting through it as well, but I couldn’t hear her over the noise of the porn film I had running on the TV.Thinking back now, I suppose it was surprising that one of the neighbours didn’t hear Katie shouting and call the police; god she kicked up a hell. She was on the verge of tears, I moved across the aisle and put an arm round her. She buried her head in my chest and pounded the table with her fist. "Oww," the last blow had missed the table and hit my leg. "Oh, I am so very sorry," she replied, "don't mind me, I am just being silly." "No problem." "I could burn them but this is a non-smoking carriage," she started to laugh, hugging me closer. "Fifty quid fine either way," I pointed out. "Know what I would like to do right now?" .