Phi smiled as Emma passed by, wrapped in her dark frustrated thoughts. Without a care in the world for personal safety (points for immortality), she looped her arm in the blond woman's and used her momentum to steer her into the entrance of a open spa.
"I think you need to get off your feet for a bit, don't you, dove?" she grinned, bright and cheerful. "A nice citrus and parafilm leg package, some spa foods and arm massage?"