Seeing What You Are Shrunk in an airport chapter 8 by Louka31

Dialogue starred with three stars like this - *** - is not spoken in English, and thus that you, the narrator, doesn't understand it.

You suddenly wake to a bright light above you. Before you can collect yourself, a large hand grabs you and hoists you into the air. You’re standing on the woman’s palm in the airport lavatory. She’s sitting on the covered toilet seat taking you in.

After two or three seconds, she gently pokes you in the chest with her finger. You try to block her with your arms, but it’s no use. Her soft proud knocks onto your butt in her palm.

*** “What are you?” she asks herself, but you cannot understand the language she speaks. “You look like a doll, but you can move. You’re definitely too human-looking to be a normal wild animal.”

“Hello, you’ve got to help me!” You shout pleadingly to break the silence.

*** “Oh and you talk too. Too bad I can’t understand you.”

Over the aircom, you hear them say they are about to start their landing, something they state in English and then in the same language she’s speaking.

*** “I guess I will have to figure out what you one are after I get home. Customs security will check my purse in the way out, so I will have to store you somewhere else.”

Where does she decide?