<strong>Enzo's Clinic</strong><br/><br/>"Yes", he responded dryly. "When you factor in the possibility of being transformed against your will into a giant pile of sentient penises and locked into dear mother's Labyrinth, it's a wonder we don't have more slaves beating down our doors." His drink finished, he was moving toward the sideboard for a refill when he saw the red light blinking on his phone. Of course; Aliya had gone home. Quickly he answered it, frowning as he listened to the recorded message.<br/><br/>"A bit of family gossip for you," he said while replacing the handset on the cradle. "Apparently Richard has gone off the deep end. It's unclear exactly what happened. But Maria has carted him off to the brothel.  It seems as if he was a bit more forthcoming with the family secrets than propriety, or even common sense, would dictate. There's a tourist coming over here now that may have heard him. I'm to take care of her, and ensure that he didn't perform any subtle manipulations. It's likely to be quite boring - actual medical work. Perhaps you'd prefer to run along and find a puppy to torture? Or, for that matter, perhaps mother will let you watch what she does to Richard." That<em>would</em>be an opportunity, Enzo thought. His mother was seldom subtle, but she was a master craftsman in her own right. And seeing the Power exercised on one of the family was a rare thing indeed.<br/><br/>He fished a breath mint out from his desk drawer. The brand was remarkably strong. Strong enough to cover up the odor of Scotch on his breath, something most people did not prefer associated with their medical care professional.<br/><br/>Opening the door to the waiting area he caught sight of what must be his patient. "Hello, Miss Solis, I presume?" It was immediately obvious that, barring a delusional state, she hadn't come to the Island for its special sort of plastic surgery. She strongly resembled the "after" pictures that used to hang on the wall of his old practice. "I understand you've had a stressful afternoon. Please come in and tell me what I can do to help." Behind him, just out of sight of the open door, the leather couch began reconfiguring itself again into a fairly ordinary examination table.<br/><br/>As Kiara exited Enzo gave her a friendly wave. "Have fun, and do keep an eye out for our pet, dear."<br/>