Abigail In The Chair 2 Of 4

So, for aficionados of these things,

Castile soap, anima solution.

Oh yeah, there we go.

Nice big jolt.

Oh, God, smell the minty freshness.

Are you ready, my dear?

As ready as I'll ever be.

I knew that was going to be the answer.

Why did I know that was going to be the answer?

Soaps bitch.

I'm a little bit terrified.

That's where you should be.

Here come the crabs.

Happy, happy little crabs.

Oh, God, that's horrible.

Why do I feel minty on the inside?

Well, because now you are minty on the inside.

Look at the froth.

Look at the froth.

Oh, my God.

Look at the froth, and what did you just forget to do there?

1,200 milliliters of water, and now...

I had to remind you.

I'm being very gentle with her because I want her to be able to sustain this.

This is a pain in the ass to get her in and out of the chair.

Oh, God.

There we go.

I'll make you a promise.

If I lose count, absolutely nothing will happen to me.

Okay.

I have lost count before.

Breathe.

And you don't have to count until I take the syringe out.

Do you?

That's 1,400 of water and 400 of air.

Very good. You don't have to count the air.

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