What in the name of Merlin is going on here?
I think I would distinctly remember coming to America.
Particularly Las Vegas. Oh my word, was I drugged? I
told Lav those boys looks fishy! Never trust a man who thinks it is acceptable to wear trainers to a dance club! If I'm going to be toppling into bed with bloody back spasms from stilettos, then he can put on a decent pair of shoes.
Or, no...what if....have I suffered a terrible accident and fallen victim to a tragic case of
amnesia? I can only assume that it will fall to the brightest and best looking surgeon in the city to nurse me back to health. Incidentally, I've heard strawberries are extremely good for nursing frail, yet beautiful, young women back to health. Particularly when served with Champagne.
Hello?
Doctor?