"We went into the ladies room and it was filled with men."

She rose from the table and headed for the ladies room.

A lot of chat goes on in the ladies room when we do our hair.

She managed to find her way back to the hallway outside the ladies room, then continued on to the table.

I asked her if she knew about the spy hole in the ladies room.

"But I noticed earlier that the ladies room has a lock."

She needed to visit the ladies room as a matter of extreme urgency.

But she would rather lie on the couch in the ladies room and read than stay at her desk.

Instead of answering, she rose and fled to the ladies room.

I went back inside and pretended I'd been in the ladies room.