Metro Story

So it was a quiet on the metro this morning. Since it was Friday there was plenty of space on the train, and most people were lost in their papers or headphones, or staring out that window at the drizzling wet scenery. Suddenly, the operator comes on the intercom, sounding irritated and asks "Is there a Stacy on board?"
A girl across from me, young twenties with luggage and a pink purse, starts looking nervously around the car to see if anyone else is reacting. "Is this a joke?" She asks.
The operator repeats, "Is there a Stacy on board, please use the intercom at the end of the car."
She gets up and walks to the intercom, presses the button and says "uh.. hello?"
The operator *still irritated*: "Is this Stacy?"
Stacy *nervous*: "Yes."
By now everyone on the train is trying really hard to look like they're not listening. Well except me, I took off a headphone since I was in the middle of the compartment and couldn't hear very well.
The operator continues: "Where you standing next to a woman named Estelle?"
Stacy *nervous and confused*: Yes?
Operator: Well she's up here in the first car and has your umbrella. She wants to give it back to you.
Stacy *relieved*: Oh! Well, tell her I"ll meet her at the airport stop to get it.
By now everyone was trying really hard not to laugh, and there were many smirks hidden behind newspapers as the girl walked embarressed back to her seat, muttering things like "they didn't have to announce it across the whole train, it's not even raining any more!"