You're on the clock, let's look around.

As much as this seems like a nice vacation you are here to determine if there is any demonic activity. You exit your door and nearly bump into your neighbor from suite one. She is attractive, for her age. She has ample breasts which are beginning to to sag. Her dark almost caramel complexion, almost hides the wrinkles by her eyes.

She smiles at you and speaks in English with more than a little Spanish accent, "Well, hello neighbor. What do you think of this place?"

You piece things together rather quickly. This is the wife of one of South America's dictators. You respond casually, "I've only just gotten here. I was just about to take a look around."

"The whole place is really quite remarkable. A true haven from the outside world. I only hope the beauty treatments are as good as they are rumored."

"You hardly need one."

"That is very kind of you. However, when you are married to a man like mine, and wish to keep breathing, you go to great lengths to remain attractive. You are a bit petite, but you don't look like you need one either."

You smile,"I'm not even sure I want one, just here to relax and check it out."

"I'm not due there for another hour, care to join me on the beach?"

You don't have your equipment yet, and poking around futher might be considered suspicious, so going down to beach seems like a good idea. Besides, she is about to see the spa's beauty treatment firsthand.