The Family Friendly Adventures of Salmonella Bathwater

As Mrs Bathwater stepped into the crowded hubbub of the bar, we were all spellbound - and not only because it wasn't even ladies night. She had an oily reputation about the town for being the sternest governess ever known. It was said she had once ruled over the well posh FitzMcSmythly household like a cross between Margaret Thatcher, that woman who always wore pink in Harry Potter but I've forgotten her name, and Wolverine (but from one of the films where he's at the top of his game, not like in Logan when he's short-sighted and coughing up a lot of blood). She had a hairdo that looked as unyielding as steel wool and eyes that looked like they might turn into werewolf eyes at any moment and she would attack with vicious claws. But, as a governess she was generally safe around children.
Anyway you may be thinking - well who the hell is telling this story, this ain't not 1st or 3rd person narrated bullshit. Well you'd be right, this is 2nd person, like Sherlock Holmes, but I ain't no John Watson I guess you could call me Marshmallow Buttercream, as that is my name. I'm a regular here at the pub and apart from a tequila sunrise my one love is my good woman, Ironica McManus. She's a fine woman, and hairy as they come!
But anyway I was melodorisising about Mrs Bathwater and as she was talking whilst I gave you my life story.
"Keep it down with the life story over there, Buttercream, I am trying to advance the plot!" she cried.
Clearly it was time to listen in!

No...no we missed it. Sorry about that. She came in briefly and waved some paper around and now she's stormed out. Bloody hell now we'll be playing catch-up with the plot for a while I guess.
Let's go outside, oh it's snowing now. It was sunny when I walked in, but that was a couple of months ago and we are in that country where the weather might change, u don't need me to tell you which one.

Let's follow Ms Bathwater and find out where she's off to in such a hurry!