As they eat, Rita hears a series of farts come from her niece. The bacon is working. She waits for Leah to say something about being the bathroom, but she doesn't say a word. The teen's eyes are fixated on her phone as she scrolls through her social media feed.
The farts gradually get louder and smellier, but Leah seems unaware. Rita can tell that she's getting into the danger zone. If she doesn't go to the toilet right now, she'll use her diaper.
Just as Rita thinks that, a massive fart sounds. A wet one. The accompanying smell is proof that Leah just messed her diaper, but in case it wasn't clear, Leah is also grunting softly. Before Rita's surprised eyes, Leah pulls her knees into her chest slightly, her face red with effort. But she's still just staring at her phone.
After a few minutes, Leah sighs in relief. Soon after, there's a hiss as she wets her diaper for good measure. Her breakfast done, Leah sets her fork down and smiles at Rita.
"So, the diapers?" she asks. Rita's jaw drops. "What?"
"Leah, sweetie, you just used your diaper," Rita says gently. Leah's eyes widen. She squeezes her diaper and gasps.
"I- I had no idea!"
"It's okay," Rita says soothingly. "At your age, I'm not surprised you're struggling to have your potty training stick. I mean, you probably just started!" Leah blushes. "Let me grab the changing supplies and we can get you in a fresh diaper."
Rita gets up from the table. Leah squeezes her full diaper again, still shocked that she didn't notice she filled it until after it was pointed out to her. It seems like Rita is right. She really does need diapers.
And that changes things. Leah knows immediately that she won't be having the vacation she initially intended on. It's going to be different, because...