Please don't say hi to me in the restroom. I know we're friends but we're not that good of friends. the only person close enough to talk to me while I'm in the bathroom is my wife, and that's only because she'd be offended if I didn't.
While we're on the subject of the poop palace. If I'm ever in the stall next to you, I am making judgements about you as a person based on the noises coming from your side of the metal halfwall thing.
Just a warning.