I suppose we’d better tootle back to the ballroom.

The implication was that Ms Purkiss had been stereotyped by the check-in staff as ‘foreign'.

Louise felt raised above her species; a voice had spoken within her inmost soul, whose revealings were vouchsafed but to the chosen few; and what had been indifference, was now disdain.

Dress pants (pleated, thankyouverymuch) with a hole in the back pocket? Sure thing.