"Rose..." Pearl's voice from behind the door is pained. "I think I broke the showerhead, maybe." She's been standing there for long, increasingly uncomfortable minutes, unsuccessfully trying to turn the water back on. Beginning to shiver as the heat fades from her body. Trying to figure out what the hell to do. Of course this would happen, and after Rose was so kind, letting her shower here, and making her tea, and everything. Was this showerhead expensive? Rose has fairly lavish taste; it must have been.

She swallows apprehensively. "Can you take a look?"