Summer's Hypnofeet Adventure

Summer Glau was about to pay a visit to a hypnotherapist. She felt almost foolish doing it. Hypnosis was for children, not adult actresses. But she'd been having trouble sleeping, and neither pills or conventional therapy had been any help.
Summer had heard about Dr. Crane through her friend Natalia. Supposedly he was a miracle worker, a genius, the best hypnotist in the business. After enough gushing from her friend, Summer finally gave in and booked a session.
Summer arrived at Dr. Crane's office, on the third floor of a strip mall. The receptionist, a blonde woman with high heels and hair in a tight bun, stared at her. Summer was famous enough to be a connoisseur of stares, and this was a hungry one. "I'm here to see Dr. Crane," Summer said, hoping to get the interaction over with.
"He's available now," the receptionist said. She gestured towards the door, and Summer went inside.
Dr. Crane was sitting at a large solid desk. Opposite him was a comfortable looking couch. "Hello, Ms Glau. Have a seat."
Summer sat down.
"Have you ever been hypnotized before?" the man asked.
"No."
"Well, I'm sure you'll be a natural. Your booking tells me you're having trouble sleeping. That shouldn't be a problem. I can fix it easily once I have you under. Are you ready to get started?"
Summer nodded.
"Great! I practice eye-fixation hypnosis. It's very fast-acting. Just look into my eyes."
Summer stared into the hypnotist's eyes. Fast-acting was an understatement. Summer's jaw went slack and her mind went blank. She awaited her master's command.