Ambiance.

After a few moments of mental self-debate, you pop open the ambiance CD case and put the disc into the CD player. You press play and almost immediatly the sounds of waterfalls and birds chirping fills the room. The bathroom door opens seconds later and Melody walks out in a white bathrobe, drying her hair with a similarly white towel. She stops almost instantly and stares at you with an odd look on her face.

"What the fuck are you playing?" She asks.

"It's an ambiance CD." You explain. "It helps you relax."

"Oh, an ah-mbi-ah-nce CD." She says mockingly, drawing out the "ah" sounds. "Why the hell do you have one of those?"

"Remember that project I did on the rainforest back in high school?" You ask. Melody thinks for a second, then chuckles a bit.

"Oh yeah! Oh my God, I forgot all about that. You kept that CD?"

"Why throw it away?" You shrug. "You want me to turn it off?"

"No, no. Leave it on." She chuckles at you. "It's funnily calming." She smiles at your annoyed glare. "So will I be getting my massage now?"

"Are you done making glib remarks?" You cross your arms. She just grins back at you.

"You know you love me." She laughs. You sigh. You just wish she knew how you loved her. She sees your face and misinterprets it. "Okay, I'm sorry. I know you're going through a lot of trouble for me tonight. I'll be more appreciative."

"Thanks." You reply. "Now, where should we start?"