A sexy woman went to a bar. She gestured to the
 bartender who approached  her immediately. She 
 seductively signaled that he should bring his face 
 closer to hers. As he did, she gently caressed his
 full beard. 
   
 Are you the manager? She asked, softly stroking his
 face with both hands. 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 as she
 continued running her forefinger 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 asked. Tell
 him there's no toilet paper, hand soap, or paper
 towels in the ladies room.