Ten minutes later, Quincy returned with the others. Judging by their expressions, they seemed reasonably satisfied with the public restrooms.
"The men's and women's restrooms are about ten meters apart. The people living over here are all families of the base's management, and this is the courtyard service area. The restrooms are cleaned and attended to every day, so they're spotless."
"Attended to?"
"Yeah. Two older men take turns looking after the men's restroom, and two older women do the same for the women's."
"Oh, right, I found something out." Quincy looked at everyone mysteriously and lowered his voice. "The base supplies water and power, but each courtyard can't use more than six kilowatt-hours of electricity a month. If you go over, they deduct a fee. And you can't use more than five cubic meters of water. Go over that, and they deduct a fee for that too."
