<strong>Jasmine ~Enzo's Clinic</strong><br/><br/>"No valium," she said with a soft chuckle, "Just the Motrin please. I don't like to take things that make me feel any more out of control than I already do right now. Instead of putting me to sleep they'd probably have me crying all night. Thank you for the suggestion though."<br/><br/>She gave him a soft smile to take the sting out of her words, she hadn't meant to sound sharp, she simply didn't like to take narcotics, she liked to have her wits about her. At his mention of a massage technique however, her smile grew wider and she slipped easily from the chair, the skirt of her dress riding up slightly and then dropping to swirl around toned calves.<br/><br/>"A massage on the other hand, I will take often as I can get!" Hopping up onto the table she stretched out on her stomach, one hand reaching up to slide her hair up off her back and shoulders so it would be out of his way. "I've never found anything more relaxing than a good massage, and please don't feel you have to be overly gentle, I promise not to break if you use a bit of pressure."