<strong>Winifred Hart</strong><br/><hr/>She had gotten to the airport right on time.  She had worn clothing to hide her appearance really, not wanting to be caught by the bookies she owed or have any of her friends or parent's friends see her.  It had taken some convincing with her parent's to make  them understand that even though this was six months of no contact, she would be fine and it would look great on her resume, taking care of tribal people and such.  In truth, she was in a lot of debt.  Her parents could have paid it fine but after she had used their credit cards at the age of 15 to play online poker, they had told her they would never pay for her gambling again.  She had asked for other things and used it to gamble or pay debts but this debt was way more than she could ask for.  So, she had found a internet advertisement while surfing online. She had contacted them and started the ball rolling on her "internship." She was grateful for the time to let the heat with the bookies lower, as well as gain the needed cash to pay them off, plus more!  She had even gotten her advisor to give her credit for the semester she would be missing.  He hadn't wanted to but after a little convincing...in the bedroom, he relented.  She hadn't gotten to where she was on her brains alone, though she was plenty smart.  She knew she could more, much more, if she used all her...assets.<br/><hr/>The flight had been a long one and they had gotten to the little island easily.  She tried to talk to the pilot during the flight, a bit of a chatty cathy, but he certainly was not.  She finally stopped trying and turned on her iPod.  She listened to one of her favorite books.  She was hoping to sneak it in without anyone seeing, unable to imagine going without some form of entertainment during downtime.  She stepped out of the plane once they landed, still wearing her shades and long, tan overcoat.  The pilot pointed out the building and she began towards it, pulling out her earbuds and slipping them and her iPod into her pocket. She still didn't understand why she wouldn't need bags or anything but she expected this place was some kind of like medical resort.  That was the new thing these days, going out of the country for surgeries because of how expensive healthcare was these days.<br/><hr/>She stepped into the room, looking around before pushing her sunglasses onto her forehead, pushing back her dark bangs.  She saw another girl in the waiting room, looking her over for a moment before turning her eyes on the desk in front.  She smiled at the man by the desk, stepping forward and introducing herself.  He pushed the form to her and she looked of it, only two spaces available on the stained paper.  She shrugged, signing her name and putting the date.  She smiled and nodded her head before turning, sighting the coffee machine.  She looked up and thanked the heavens that there would be some pleasures in this vacation.  She went and made herself a good, steaming cup before going to sit.  As she sat, she wondered who this woman beside her was.  She looked very pretty and it seemed she had brought a bag.  Winifred couldn't say anything really, she had her iPod.  She began to ponder if they would be the only two here.  That didn't seem logical since studies like this needed large groups for true results.  She might have been a poli-sci major but she knew enough about science to know that.  She smiles to the woman,<strong>"Nice shoes...Are they designer? They look it."</strong>she says, sitting back to sip her delicious drink while she answers.