A wet acquaintance
To better understand the story below, you could read the two previous episodes of the hotel adventure of Uncle Frits and Aunt Coby:


While Uncle Frits made a fierce attempt to fix the sink on the wall again provisionally, and Aunt Coby provided himself with some necessary garments, the door was furious and emphatically pounded. And again. The nightly disturbance did not stick to this banging, but was accompanied by a duet of sounding and screaming voices. A suspicion that the late visit had something to do with the waterfall of a few minutes ago soon dawned. When Uncle Frits opened the door, the duetting duo stood in full force and with full force, with a wet sheet in his hand.
The end of the song was that Uncle Frits and Aunt Coby spent the night one floor down in a renewed acquaintance with the water that escaped them earlier. The next morning they left. So is that.