The Heir to A Wealthy Family Personally Reveals His Identity

It was Sunday evening, and my best friend Doris Best had invited me out for some Jap food. During the meal, Doris went to the restroom, and when she returned, her face looked as if she had just eaten something terrible. I assumed she was constipated, considering how long she had been in the bathroom.

I was just wondering how to bring it up when I noticed Doris giving me a strange look. A sudden thought crossed my mind, and I gave her a knowing glance. I reached into my bag, took out a sanitary pad, and placed it in front of her, saying, "Do you forget to bring one? Here you are."

Doris looked bewildered by my gesture and said, "Why are you giving me a sanitary pad?"