— Is everything okay?
— Actually no, there's something digging into my collar.
— Okay. It's a tag. Have we got any scissors in the bag?
— I don't know. Believe it or not, I rarely pack it myself.
— Okay, hang on. Got ot! We should just be grateful it wasn't in your trousers.
Explanation:
Louise had to bite the label off with her teeth.