Finding himself confronted, the attendant tried to back away but found that he couldn’t. He said in a panic, “D—dude, what’s your problem?”
“That should be our line,” Seb replied, exuding cold anger. “‘What are you wearing under there’? Seriously? What the hell kind of question is that?”
The attendant looked alternately at Seb and Ainsley. “B-but…” he began, more indignant now than afraid. “She’s wearing a skirt! Skirts could fly up on this kind of ride! It’s just common sense to ask her that question!”
That gave the two pause. If the guy was telling the truth, it would make the situation marginally better. But still, that was far from enough to satisfy Seb into backing down.
“Does that give you the right to s*xually harass her though?” he asked.
Though reluctant to let go, he slacke
