It's been a painful afternoon. It's a good thing Anisa is in such good shape or she would barely be able to move by now. The same cannot be said for her current secretary, Jasmine, who is spooled up into a pile of Naga on the floor, looking very tired. The room has been scrubbed from to bottom and all equipment had to be moved, including weights. The most irritating part of all of it, though, had to be the towels. When you look that close at towels, it becomes painfully obvious they have different thickness and consistencies. So to that them to stack exactly the same certainly required some creative fluffing … that occasionally involved snapping them like whips … at each other!

"My scales hurt," Jasmine complains tiredly.

Anisa wipes some sweat from her oversized ears, using one of the non-stacked towels. "Yeah, but they'll be the strongest scales around after this workout!" Chuckling, she balls the towel up, and lobs it into her office. "I really appreciate your help. I didn't intend for you to have much physical stuff to do when I hired you on, but I doubt I could have done it myself. Dagh, this Klaus guy sounds nuts – who cares about a bunch of silly towels?"

"We make sure our towels are very clean at the clinic," Naomi offers, as she enters with some glasses of cold juice. "You probably need these," she says, holding the glasses out to the other two women.

The Lapi takes one of the glasses with an appreciative smile, and downs a large swig. "Clean, yes, but stacked just so? Even mom isn't that particular."

"What's the point of being strong if you're just in agony all the time?" Jasmine wonders. The Naga pushes herself up off the floor and slithers over to Naomi. Draping herself over the Rath'ani like a huge scaly boa for support, she takes her glass and starts drinking it down.

The nurse sits down, not wanting to show how heavy Jasmine is to her - and therefore be forced to lift weights or something.

"The burn means you're alive," Anisa tells the Naga with a wink. "Besides, it goes away after a while. When you're in good shape, everything else seems to fall into place."

"Things may fall into place, but they still have to hit something when they land," Naomi mutters.

After Jasmine finishes the glass, the Naga contorts and slides herself off Naomi. She starts towards the table then thinks better of it and resigns to just holding the glass. "Do you really think he's this particular about the towels?" she asks, then flicks her tongue at them. "I've never known anyone that … crazy, not even my former bosses," she adds.

Anisa shakes her head at the Rath'ani with a smirk, and then shrugs to Jasmine. "I'm not certain, but the lady with the group said that he freaked out at their former place when the towels were out of order. Then again, we're talking about Gallees – they like to exaggerate." Taking Jasmine's glass, the rabbit walks to the nurse's station to stash them inside. "We'd better be careful that we don't sweat on the floor or anything, he might have puppies."

"Well, geniuses are supposed to have odd quirks like that," Naomi says, fussing with her skirts for a moment. "So, maybe he's a genius, or else just has these crazy quirks to make people think he's a genius." She looks to Anisa then, and asks, "You have a smart brother. Does he have weird quirks like this?"

The doe walks back out to the gym floor, and absentmindedly starts to do some warm-up stretches. "Oh, he is a living quirk. But that quirky? Nah." Sliding down into the splits, she performs some leg stretches, yet the action doesn't seem to affect her chattiness at all. "Its probably just an act, a hook or something. Word of mouth is the best advertising, and acting like that is certain to get people talking."

"My brothers had kinks, literally. But that's because they would tie each other in knots," Jasmine notes. "And oh, that reminds me! Should we go? I'm not sure if this genius would want, well, the staff around. Did they say anything regarding us?"

"Probably not, unless he needs to have us fetch things," the raccoon supposes. "I'm just glad they won't be using any of the eyesore-metric torture machines tonight."

Finishing on one leg, Anisa starts on the other. "They didn't say anything that I remember, so its up to you two. Besides, its my gym - I get to say who stays and who goes." She grins at Naomi, "Hey, those eyesores keep you in a job!"

"Yes, but I still don't trust them," Naomi says, and stands up. "I'll wait outside, just in case. I doubt the instructor will want a nurse hanging around, making his students think that they might actually need one."

"I'd prefer to have you on hand just in case we need you," Anisa says, "but its up to you. I don't usually make you stay this late, and I'm not going to now." Finishing her stretches, the Lapi sits back, propping herself up with her palms. "You could both use the hot tubs if you want! I don't know if the Women's Group plans on using those or not."

"Nein, nein, NEIN! Vou do zat all vrong!" yells a voice from the doorway. Inside the door stands a well-build canine, that's for certain. The markings on him indicate he may be from some of the rarer Chronotopian stock (for those reading, similar to a German Shepherd). He marches right past Naomi and makes a beeline for the Lapi. "Dat is most inefficient! Those long floppy ears of vours go 'phthththbt' when vou move, creates air resistance and slows the action by two one-hundredths of a second! And, vou don' even varm up long! Vou should do at least one hundred pushups!"

"I'll wait at my station," Naomi says quietly, lest she draw the canine's attention, then hustles back to the gym's first-aid station (and former kitchenette).

Anisa's ears snap upright at the sudden yelling, her nose twitching a million miles a minute at the surprise. "I- wha- … huh?" Sitting forward wide-eyed, the rabbit blinks at the canine. Finally, an expression of realization passes over her face. "You must be, er, Klaus? I take it?"

Jasmine just stares at the odd canine who just walked in and yelled at her boss. She looks torn between fleeing and laughing, given he's dressed in shocking blue and yellow fur-tight shorts and a shirt.

"Klaus, Klaus?! Nien! I am the Incomparable Klaus, master of ze body … and stylish dresser," Klaus asserts as he leans over to peer at the Lapi. His brow furrows, then he declares, "Ahah!"

The Lapi stares up awkwardly at Klaus, not sure whether she should move and risk raising the canine's ire. "Um, Jasmine? That's enough for today, you can go home or stay if you like."

"Vou must be left handed an vou obsess over vour ears! Your left one is slightly longer then vour right, because of how vou brush them! Zat is a common problem of ze bunbun! I know a specialist vho developed special ear veights for Lapis to stretch ze shorter ear," Klaus notes as she stands back up and starts pacing the room, eyeing every bit with a critical eye. "And special cone-shields to break zat habit, of course!"

Speechless, Anisa slowly rises to her feet. "It's… longer?" Feeling up to her left ear, the rabbit now feels self-conscious. "Er, my name is Anisa Snowshoe, and this is my gym. Tammie told me much about you."

Jasmine shakes her head, snapping out of her shock. "Oh, yes, go, stay, uhm," she mutters and wrings her thin hands together. "I'll stay and make sure everything goes smoothly. Just … don't use me as a jumprope… " The Naga then slides over to a corner and spools herself, beady eyes watching the oddity.

"Ves! It is one sixteenth of an inch longer! I haf an eye for such things!" the canine declares. He then has to pause and tap his chin in thought. "Tammie … Tammie … ah, ves, de silly girl with ze right buttock larger dan de left. She favors zat leg too much. I instructed her to do two hundred left-leg squats a day to fix zat," he comments then waves his hands dismissively.

Smoothing her ears back while biting her lip, the Lapi walks over to the trainer. "Um, yeah. Anyway, she told me that you liked your spaces in a very certain way. I trust this room is to your liking?"

"Vell, let's see, shall ve?" Klaus comments. He strides across the floor, then dips low and runs a finger along the floorboards. When he comes up, he inspects the tips, noting, "Ze floor is clean. Dust is dangerous to a workout; vou can slip and strain ze tender areas. Acceptable." He then turns and heads right towards the towels.

Jasmine sinks lower down into her coiled body. "Here we go… " she mutters.

Anisa glances to Jasmine nervously, then looks back to the canine as he inspects the towels.

The canine kneels down in front of the towels and leans in. He eyes them critically and even sniffs them a few times. He then reaches down his shirt and pulls out a pencil. Balancing that on the tip of his finger, he hold it before the towels and eyes the top of them and how it lines with the steady pencil. The then stands up and tucks the pencil back into his shirt. Slowly he turns to face Anisa.

The Lapi perks her (uneven) ears forward, clasping her paws behind her back and plastering a hopeful yet silent smile onto her face. Her fingers nervously bat at her tail, hidden from the view of the canine.

"It is acceptable, Miss Snowshoe," Klaus comments, "Vou obviously care about vour establishment and vant everything to be perfect, vhich is of course vhat greatness such as I demand! I do haf one concern, though."

Jasmine lets out a hissing sigh of relief from where she sits … and then promptly cups her hands over her snout to muffle the sound.

One of Anisa's ears flops sideways. "And what might that be? I'm at your assistance."

"Vou are not intending to vear dat tonight, are vou?" Klaus asks and waves a hand at her sweatpants and tee shirt. "Dat is so … common."

Nose twitching, the rabbit looks down at herself. "Common? But… but this is what I usually wear!" She looks back up at the trainer. "It's just workout clothes… I mean, they keep me cool and are flexible. What else would I wear?"

"Vou should vear something vith flair, with style. It should reach out an punch ze vorld righ in ze eye!" Klaus declares triumphantly, "Like Miss Hargett does!" He then spins and points right towards the door … where Tammie Hargett is just coming in!

As if on cue, a bright voice from the doorway exclaims, "Evenin', dahlings!" and a moment later, Tammie Sue Hargett strides into the room. She is dressed in her workout clothes – a leotard, headband, and leg warmers – and has a duffel bag slung over one shoulder. Once again, her entire outfit is color-coordinated, right down to the duffel bag, but this time everything is a lurid shade of mint green. She approaches the other two and goes straight for Anisa first, repeating her air-kissing-near-the-face performance of earlier, then nods respectfully to her trainer. "Everything in order, sir?" she asks the other canine.

"Yah! Dis is fine. It vill be fun! But, can vou do something about ze bunbun clothing? It hurts my sense of fashion," Klaus says, then marches up to the platform that had been set out for him. "And now … I do one hundred pushups! Yah!" And indeed, down the canine goes and starts doing a rather rapid streak of pushups.

Anisa awkwardly returns the air-kiss, trying to catch on as quickly as possible with her new client's methods. "Well, I usually don't do aerobics, so this is what I usually wear. Aren't those kind of outfits a little… revealing?" The rabbit blinks as Klaus hits the floor, then turns back to Tammie, ears in confusion.

Tammie smiles up at the Lapi as she puts her duffel bag on the floor, opens it, and begins rummaging around. "Actually, sugah, it is a little tight, but at least there are only ladies in the class, so no one gets too embarrassed," she admits. "But if you'd like to wear something that blends in with the rest of us, you could try this!" At last, the Gallee finds what she was looking for and holds it up – another leotard in the brightest shade of shocking pink Anisa has ever seen. "It's one of my backup suits, perhaps it would fit you?"

Anisa takes the leotard between her fingers, staring at it with a grimace. "Um, you don't happen to have it in a different color, do you?" She glances at Klaus. "Are these really necessary?"

"Yah! Vou must dress to impress and flex! But if vou refuse, vell, I cannot then see your muscles strain, I vill just have to vork vou till you pass out," Klaus comments in between his rapid pushups that make him look like some crazed blue carpet demon.

In the corner, Jasmine twirls the end of her tail near the side of her head, then points it repeatedly towards Klaus. "Crazy," she mouths to Anisa.

Tammie shrugs and says, "Sorry, honey, but this is the only backup leotard that I brought with me. If you like, though, you could ask one of the other members if they have an extra outfit in another color you could wear. Although, I must say, I think this pink would look just darling on you! You've got just the right color fur for it!"

Frowning, the Lapi sighs. "Well, I guess I could do worse. I'll be right back." With that, Anisa walks over to her office, and closes the door, locking it. Shuffling sounds can be heard from inside.

While Anisa is out of the room, Bambi makes her appearance. She sweeps into the room, dressed in a bright, gold-sequined, leotard and leg warmers. She leans dramatically against the wall and declares, "Daaaaahling, I have arrived!" She then realizes the room is onyl occupied with Tammie, a snake, and Klaus. "Oh foo, I wasted a perfectly dramatic move for such a small audience."

The shuffling sounds continue to emanate from the office, with small, annoyed grumbles interspersed liberally in between. An audible "snap!" sound is heard, followed by a loud "OW!" Finally, the shuffling stops and the door opens with Anisa's head peeking out. "Um, are you sure about this?"

Tammie waves to the other poodle from the floor, where she is doing some warm-up stretches of her own, under the watchful eye of Klaus as he continues his pushups. "Lovely outfit, deah!" she sings out in admiration. Then her head swivels around to face Anisa. "C'mon out, sugah, I'm sure that pink is gonna suit you right down to the ground!"

Ears back with a frown, Anisa's head ducks back into the office, followed by the door opening and the Lapi stepping timidly out onto the Gym floor. She looks down at herself, inspecting the garment. "Um, it's alittle… fitting… "

"Daaahling, that is the point!" Bambi coos to the Lapi and is as she was earlier, all teeth and smiles. "It allows you to see progress! It encourages you to improve, too, because everyone else can see progress, or lack of progress!"

"And now, one hundred jumping jacks!" Klaus declares to the room. He hops up and proceeds to do, well, jumping jacks. The way he does them, though, it's like he's on some sort of hyper drug…

"Ooooh, aren't you simply the cutest thing?" Tammie squeals in approval, swiftly getting to her feet. She takes a few other articles out of her bag and goes over to hand them to Anisa. "Here are the matching headband and legwarmers, too! And I even have some wristbands, if you like."

From the nursing station, Naomi peeks out, and her eyes go wide at all of the leotards, including Anisa's. She ducks back out of sight and tries her best not to giggle, knowing that her boss would hear.

Crossing her arms a bit, embarrassed, Anisa pads across the gym floor towards the others. She shivers a bit. "Thanks, but I think I'll only need these." Taking the leg warmers, the Lapi sits on the floor to slip them on, albeit taken a bit back at the bright pink color. "There, much better. How many will be showing up tonight?"

Jasmine gives Anisa a sympathetic smile and a little wave from where she's still hiding.

"Eight more, I think," Tammie replies. "We're a small but enthusiastic group!"

And that is about when the rest of the group starts to slowly filter in. They're all poodles and they're all with absolutely perfect haircuts and nails, for that matter. Each wears some shockingly bright leotard and legwarmers in all colors of the rainbow (and some outside of it for that matter.) The worst is probably the puce and lime green polka-dotted one.

"Right! It is time to begin! Line up and space two arm-lengths apart … SCNELL!" Klaus yells from where he's standing on the platform.

Anisa gets back to her feet, glaring at the legwarmers as they refuse to stay put. "Then we should have plenty of room – ah! Good evening, ladies. Welcome to Snowshoe's gym." Still feeling a bit awkward, she walks to the others with a forced smile. "Klaus should be ready soo-" The rabbit is cut off by the German Shepherd, startled at his loud yelling. She glances around at the poodles, watching to see what they do.

Tammie quickly falls into the right-hand line and spaces herself as requested. She waves brightly to the Lapi and says, "Just pick a line, sugah!"

"Nien! Ve haf an odd number!" Klaus declares and points at Anisa. "Vou, come here," he orders.

After a bit of hesitation, Anisa begins to look for a line. She's stopped cold by the trainer, and quickly does as he says, running to the front as told. Very uncharacteristic of her.

"Vell! Ve can't have offset line count. It is always five per line," Klaus tells the Lapi. His lips pull back into a feral grin and he adds, "So, since vou are ze new girl, vou vill be up here vith me! Dat vill keep symmetry, yah!"

The doe blinks at Klaus, then stands next to him with an uncertain look. "Are you certain… I mean, I don't even know your routines yet… "

"Vou vill learn quickly! I instruct you, yah!" Klaus says as if just being in his presense is more than enough. "Tonight ve vill concentrate on our abs and upper bodies! By ze end of ze night vou vill feel ze burn! It vill put hair on vour tongue, yah!"

Anisa's brow furrows slightly, not used to being ordered around like this. Still, business is business, and she smirks to herself knowingly. "After you, then."

A general muttering of dismay comes from the Gallee women at this last statement from Klaus. "But I don't want hair on my tongue!" one of them complains aloud. For her part, Tammie just looks at their trainer thoughtfully and muses, "I don't know, honey… wouldn't it be awfully hard to shave there?"

"No pain, no gain! I am here to pump vou up!" Klaus says and waves his hands dismissively to Tammie, then claps them loudly together. "Now, ve begin! Five hundred twirling ab-rolls!" he announces then just goes right into it; he leans forward as far as he can without falling over, then rolls his upper body to the side, then back, then to the other side and back around. It really does seem to work the abs and side muscles pretty intensely.

Anisa glances over at the canine, and copies his moves as closely as possible, her ears canting in rhythm of her twirls. She looks out at the ladies to see how well they are doing – Klaus may be strict, but she's also not going to have anyone injured on her watch.

As far as Anisa can see, some of the Gallee women are doing better than others at this exercise. Fortunately, they are taking things fairly slowly – just as much to execute the movements correctly as to make sure that they don't kill themselves while doing it. Tammie and Bambi seem to be doing all right, as well as the woman in the polka-dotted leotard (surprisingly!). The others are definitely "feeling the burn" as time progresses, but not one of them complains about it… possibly so they don't incur the wrath of their trainer.

Five hundred rolls take a bit of time to do and by the time most are done, their sides, back, and stomach all hurt. Does this slow down Klaus? Not in the bit as he declares now they will do five hundred arm and shoulder rolls … while jumping up and down. The sight is certainly something to see … it's like a room full of giant, furry fruit are having a seizure all at the same time.

Likewise, Anisa isn't slowed any as well. Being the owner of a gym does have its advantages, being in top shape not the least among them. This isn't so bad, she thinks to herself, at least I don't have to worry about someone punching or kicking me in the face.

As time goes on, it almost ends up that Klaus is trying to wear out Anisa and Anisa is trying to wear out Klaus. Nevermind the other poor women in the room who are by now practically falling over, wheezing, or just laying on the floor and whimpering pitifully.

Every now and then, the Lapi glances over at the instructor, a small mischievous grin crossing her face. Although initially concerned about the ladies, she's almost forgotten about them now, more concerned about being upstaged in her own gym.

Tammie, who seems to have a bit more sense when it comes to trying to keep up with their over-zealous instructor – a quality one would not have thought of her – is now just sitting quietly on the floor, pretending to do some cool-down stretches while she watches Klaus and Anisa. It might be Anisa's imagination, but she could swear that there was an odd twinkle in the poodle woman's eyes.

"Please Daaahling, that's enough," wheezes Bambi from where she lies sprawled out on the floor. "No more."

Klaus stops and crosses his arms over his chest. "Bah! Vou are all veek! How can vou allow ze Lapi do to better den all of vou?" he growls and glares at Anisa, as if it's her fault they're all worn out and wimpy. "Fine, ve be done for ze night."

Perking an ear in Bambi's direction, Anisa suddenly snaps back to her senses. She does not, however, stop keeping in time with Klaus – not until he stops, that is. Coming to a halt, she just grins at the German Shepherd's glare, stretching her arms above her head as a cool down. "Whew! Not bad! I might be able to get used to this." Sitting on the floor, the rabbit continues her cool down. "Y'know, you looked a bit parched. There's water and juice in the nurses station for you and the ladies, if you'd like some."

Klaus huffs. He marches over to the towels and takes one of them and uses it to wipe over his face. He folds it lightly over his arm, then arches his brow at Anisa. "Vell. I see I haf a new challenge. Dis Lapi need to be broken," he asserts, "No one is better den ze incomparable Klaus!"

Anisa splays her ears at this comment, frowning at the canine. "Broken?!" She gets to her feet, and glances sideways at the trainer. Her expression slowly changes from one of anger to a grin. "We'll just have to see about that. Maybe one day I'll show you how I work out… "

The other ladies groan and waver to their feet, some of the stronger ones supporting the others. About two thirds of the group shamble off in the direction of where the offered drinks are being kept, while others stay in the room to complete their own cool downs. Tammie is one of these, watching the Lapi and the German Shepherd curiously.

Klaus gives Anisa the look that almost says I know how Lapi work out… But then the canine just smirks at her, "Perhaps vou vill. Ve shall haf to see. I find dis gym suitable enough for our vorkouts. So, I vill be around, as vill they. Ve shall see vho is more stubborn, no?"

Naomi makes sure the women are hydrated as they come to her station, using the special fruit blend she came up with to help restore post-exercise nutrients.

Finishing up a last round of arm stretches, the Lapi just shrugs nonchalantly. "Stubborn? I just came for the workout, Klausie." She walks over to Naomi's station, and takes three cups of juice, balancing them together in her relatively small hands. Stopping by Tammie, she offers one down to the poodle, then offers the second to Klaus. "And I look forward to your next visit, I'll be sure to be there."

Tammie takes one of the cups and sips at the juice, nodding her thanks.

Klaus takes the offered cup and downs the contents. He then tosses both the cup and the towel he was carrying on top of the curled up Naga … who lets out a hissing squeak of surprise! Holding his head up high, the canine then marches out of the room.

"That was one of his better moods," Bambi comments from where she leans against the wall, looking completely out of breath and a mess.

Smiling in amusement, Anisa watches Klaus's exit, then takes a small sip of her juice. "Okay, where did you find this guy?" She looks down to Tammie with a grin.

Jasmine's head pokes out from behind the towel. Her tongue flicks, then she grimaces and pushes the towel away. "

Ewww," she complains.

Tammie smiles again and chirrups, "Yes, I think this workout was an enormous success! None of the ladies fainted afterwards and we have a new exercise area… well, of course, if Miss Snowshoe says it's all right?" she asks, glancing askance at the Lapi. Then at Anisa's question, she answers, "Well, he came to us highly recommended by a cousin of one of our members. Although, now that I think about it, this may be why Clarice called her 'Crazy Cousin Emma… '"

The poodle in the puce and lime green polka dot leotard waves her hand weakly from where she's laying. That must be Clarice.

Anisa walks over to a door on the side of the room, and opens it to reveal a storage closet. Pulling out a chair, she walks over to Bambi, and offers it to the poodle. "Of course you can return! Your group seems really nice and motivated, and we could always use more of that." With a small grin, she adds, "Also, I never back down from a challenge."

The same twinkle Anisa thought she saw earlier has now definitely returned. "So I see, sugah," Tammie murmurs.

"Daahling, are you sure that's wise? Challenging him never ends well," Bambi comments as she very gratefully accepts the chair and settles down heavily into it. "But, I suppose nothing can be done about that now. So, what are your room rental terms?"

After Bambi takes the chair, Anisa pads over to Jasmine and helps brush her off. She smiles to the Naga, but inwardly in annoyed that she was treated such. "I'm not counted among the wise, otherwise I'd have known better to go into business for myself!" Picking the towel off of the Naga, she throws it into her office. "As for the room rates, I'll have a document prepared for you and sent tomorrow so you can look it over. I think you'll like our rates – it includes use of the rest of the building if you like. I bet your ladies would love to use the hot tubs right about now."

And there's no need to say that twice. The other poodles practically make a stampede towards the hot tubs! Granted, they're so tired it's more like a geriatric stampede … but hey. "I think they appreciate the idea," Bambi comments as she watches the girls go. "Well, send it along to Miss Hargett here and she'll get it to me. I'm sure we can reach a mutually beneficial arrangement." Then with a smile and tilt of her head, she adds, "And daaahling, you simply must keep the pink leotard, it's simply you."

The doe stifles a laugh as the poodles make a break for the tubs, then grimaces down at the leotard, shrugging. "Um, thanks. I guess I will if Tammie doesn't mind."

Tammie claps her hands in enthusiastic agreement. "Oh, please do, honey! You do wear that color so well! I don't mind a bit."

"And I'm sure your boyfriend will just adore it too!" Bambi gushes, "Men do so love the slinky look!"

"Yeah, my boyfriend… " Anisa scratches the back of her head. She picks up the empty cups, and returns them to Naomi's area. "Well now, you ladies are welcome to stay as long as you like. If you need any more to drink, just ask Naomi here, and also feel free to look at the rest of our equipment and see if it's toyour liking. By the way," she adds, "do your ladies have any interest in self-defense?"

"Self defense? Heavens, why would we want to deal with that? No one would dare attack a lady," Bambi asserts.

"Well, just think it over. You never know." Anisa returns to her office, and slips on her sweats, leaving the leotard on. "When will you need the room again? Is this a weekly thing? Daily?"

"Three times a week," Bambi answers, "We need some recovery time, gracious!"

Tammie nods in emphatic agreement with that! "Well, ladies, I need to be off. I look forward to the next session!" With that, she gathers up her duffel bag and sashays out the door. "I'll be in touch, sugah!" she calls to Anisa.

The rabbit takes a seat on the gym floor, waving to Tammie with a smile. "I look forward to it, be safe going home!" She then turns to Bambi. "You know, it'd really benefit you more if you did these in the morning, instead of the evening. For one thing, your ladies would have more stamina – the day hasn't worn them down yet." She cocks an ear to the side. "Or does Klaus only do this at night?"

"Oh, most of us can only meet in the evenings," Bambi explains, "Other social functions, you know. Why, the tea houses would be beside themselves if we didn't arrive right at eight in the morning every day! We can't upset them, now can we?"

Anisa scratches an ear in amusement. "Hmm, I guess not. In any case, I'll try and see where I can supplement Klaus' workouts. He's good, but he seems to have his workouts more geared to a male physique. He pushed the ladies a bit hard tonight."

"Oh, he's always like that. He likes to drive people to exhaustion," Bambi says with a small shrug.

"He's rude," Jasmine notes as she perks up a bit. "I don't think Miss Snowshoe's ears aren't the same size."

The Lapi frowns, "That's not really the best way to go about things. I'm surprised no one in your group has been injured before." She looks over her shoulder to Jasmine, and grins. "Thanks sweetie. Remind me to give you a raise."

"Oh, a few have, but it hasn't been anything bad. No pain, no gain, he always says," Bambi says as she finally gets up from her chair and stretches a bit. "I should be going too. Thank you for being so … patient!"

The Naga starts going about the room, collecting the discarded towels and folding them up. "I'll take care of cleaning up, Miss," she says, "You have to be tired by now."

Anisa smiles to the poodle, getting to her feet as well. "It was my pleasure! Its always neat to see how other people keep in shape – never hurts to learn new things you know!" She walks over to the poodle, and starts to initiate the 'kiss-kiss' gesture. "And Klaus isn't so bad, just high strung."

Bambi returns the kiss-kiss gesture to Anisa. She then steps away and smiles, waves, then says, "Ta!" She heads out the door, leaving the Lapi along with her secretary.

Anisa watches the poodle off, then returns to help Jasmine pick up the towels. "Actually, I feel great. Why don't you head on home? Its getting late. Naomi," she looks to the raccoon, "you should get going too. I'd feel better if you two went together at least part of the way. I'll stay here and lock up when the last of the ladies leave."

Naomi looks to the Naga, then back to Anisa and says, "Are you sure you those ladies won't drown themselves in the baths?"

"I'll keep an eye on them," Anisa replies. "Besides, they'd have to be trying to drown in one of those things – they're only a few feet deep. You two head on home and get some sleep."

The raccoon nods, and heads towards the main door with Jasmine.

Jasmine looks at the towels in her hands. "If you're sure, Miss," she says hesitantly as she starts placing the towels back on the table. She then slithers out with Naomi.

After the two are out the door and out of sight, Anisa pops her back loudly, then slumps. "Ow," she says softly as the burn finally starts to hit her. Yawning, she pads over to her office, and plops down in her chair. "This one's gonna be tough," she mutters to herself, then wheels herself – via her office chair – backwards towards the hot tub room. "Still, I always love a good challenge."