"Oh..." Anne looked down at the bucket. "It's just laundry day." She pulled a face, and believed that said enough. She was certain there wasn't a single woman in the world who enjoyed doing laundry. Anne put the bucket down and walked over. When she was close enough to see from the woman's perspective, she pointed. "See that alley. The main road's back through there." She then continued to describe how to get to the main roads. "Anywhere specific ye need to be, ma'm?"