Prudence and her friend were sashaying along Hay Street towards the mall.
As they approached the corner of William Street, the emos were hanging out together, as they usually do.
On the right of the footpath was a young man with skinny jeans held just at lower buttock level with a belt. Approaching him was a gentleman of quite senior years, struggling somewhat with a rolling suitcase.
As the older drew level with the younger, the older's trousers slipped suddenly to ankle level. Causing him not inconsiderable consternation.
Prudence managed to refrain from laughing at the juxtaposition just long enough to assure the older gentleman that he'd made her afternoon.