All is well. For a while. But then, Mr. Weissenblat realizes that he has to go to the washroom. That wouldn't be a problem, but he looks over and notices that the Arab beside him is sound asleep, and Mr. Weissenblat, being a meek man is afraid to disturb him. So he figures he'll hold it in till the Arab wakes up.
But as luck would have it, the Arab just keeps snoring away, and Mr. Weiseenbalt is feeling increasingly more uncomfortable. After a while, he starts to feel nauseous as well, what from holding it in combined with the plane ride. He tries and tries to hold it in, but then "AAARRGGHH!!"--he throws up all over the Arab and his beautiful garment. He thinks, "Oh, no! Now he's gonna kill me!" and sits there in apprehension waiting for the Arab to wake up.
Finally, the Arab wakes up, and finds all this vomit all over him. Mr. Weissenblat says to him, "Well, do you fell better now?"