Only to not find his phone. He looked on the floor. He didn't see the phone anywhere and he probably would have heard it from if he dropped it... no, wait. He had left the phone at the table. What if a waiter or Abby got it?
Bill quickly pulled up his pants and ran out of the bathroom back to the table, only to see Abby fiddling with the phone. The text read "Bill hates having his vagina." He saw Abby type something in and quickly grabbed the phone before she could press enter. "Bill loves having his vagina." Abby probably didn't even know what a vagina was when she wrote 'loves'.
He put the phone down and accidentally touched the wrong part. The phone accepted the input. He felt strange. Bill realized that having a vagina wasn't a bad thing at all. Yet just a minute ago he had hated it.
"Don't play with my phone," he said.
"All right, Daddy."
Bill ran to the bathroom with the phone and sat down on the toilet this time. He was going to fix... but he didn't feel like he needed to fix having a vagina any more. But there were things he did want to change. Just because he didn't mind having the vagina itself doesn't mean that there was nothing he wanted to do. He generated a sentence and looked at it....