— Daddy, there’s no need to buy a band-aid, you can just ask for one!
I explain to her that it’s not nice to do that, and besides, the waiters don’t have any.
— They definitely have them! You’ll see!
Returns a minute later with a band-aid.
I just didn’t notice, and caught Masha in the museum with a band-aid she got from the reception. She also had a sore foot and was suffering.
In New York, a restaurant gave me a band-aid for a cut finger in literally a second.
I think it must be part of some essential kit almost everywhere in public places. I don’t know what else, but in case of blisters, like Masha and I had, it can help.)







