Hotel Postcard

Mr. Burford was checking out of a hotel when suddenly he had to poop really bad.
The toilet in his room wasn’t working, so he bolted down to use the lobby men’s room, but all of the stalls were occupied. He decided to run back up to his room, and in desperation, he dropped his pants, uprooted a plant, and pooped in the pot. Then he put the plant back in the pot and left.
Two weeks later, he got a postcard from the hotel that read: “Dear Mr. Burford, all is forgiven. Just tell us where it is.”