Zoey Deschanel

Zoey was really tired. All that work, and she didn't manage to get the roles that she wanted. "Gush" she tought, "is so hard to get a role when you're just seen as a sexy face" Worse that, Kat kept thinking "is that my shoulders are killing me. Some days have these (she says that looking at her breasts) mammaries are a pain in the ass". Then she checked her e-mail box just find a e-mail from a friend telling her about a "magical" spa where she has cured all her stress. Learning about that was like a miracle for Zoey, so she doesn't hesitate for a second, and goes to that spa, booking a day to go to that mysterious place.

When the day finally come, she travelled to the place, and checked in, happy to not have seen any paparazzi anywhere near the isolated spa. In her plush room, she found a king-sized bed, balcony with a gorgeous view, mini-bar, whirlpool bath, and kitchenette. She unpacked.

There was a knock on her door. She answered it to find a man in his early thirties in a lab coat. "Miss Deschanel?"

"Call me Zoey," she said, "Come in."

"Thank you," said the man. He came in. "I'm Dr. Doe. Welcome to my spa. Take some time to unwind them come downstairs to room 101, and we'll start your relaxation process. I can guarantee you will never be the same. You'll be totally recharged."

"Thank you so much! I could really used it now!"

An hour later, Zoey is alone with Dr. Doe in his office, listening relaxing music over a speaker and Dr. Doe sitting on a bar stool dangling a pocket watch. Alexandra can't stop staring at it, like she was in a kind of trance...