Jessica was having the most wonderful dream she had ever had, and loathed waking up today. She had dreamed that she was on a beach somewhere, with a man and she was smiling at him and he was smiling back. They seemed so happy together, he was so cute and he seemed so familiar too. Where did she know him from? But before she could identify him, it all slipped away, torn from her by the alarm she set so she could get to work on time. Blinking her tired eyes open, she forced herself out of bed, rolling off the edge of her bed onto to the floor and her false breasts. She didn't realize how close she was to the edge of her bed, and she rubbed her chest to sooth the pain as much as possible. As short a distance as it actually was, it was more the unexpectedness of the fall that caught her off guard.

[color=FF8080]"Ow. I can only imagine how much more that'll hurt when they're real." [/color] she complained quietly. It was just after six, and she had about half an hour before she needed to head upstairs for her shower. Trying to keep in shape and healthy, she started up a video on her computer and began practice with the Tree pose, holding for the recommended time before shifting into the Extended Triangle Pose. She followed along shifting through various poses for half an hour, allowing a thin layer of sweat to start gathering on her brow and breast. But knowing she had to start getting ready for work, she got undressed and wiped her falsies clean, before grabbing his work clothes and wrapping a towel around his waist. 

James was back and he went upstairs to grab a quick shower. He had just shaved last night so he didn't need to do much that morning other than to get clean after exercising. As soon as the water had warmed up, he removed the towel and began scrubbing the dirt and sweat from his body. It had felt amazing how much better he was already starting to feel. Had he known, he'd have started yoga a long time ago and he'd be more prepared for when he never had to switch back to being James. As he worked his way up to his hair, he noticed it was starting to get fairly long, and he couldn't help but smile as he started rubbing the shampoo in. He rinsed the shampoo out and turned the water off, starting to dry off. He sighs. His time in the shower is one of the most relaxing parts of his and her day. 

[center] Time skip -- 8:45 AM [/center]

Work is passing by without issue, which has been a rare event since their parents died. It was only a few weeks ago that Elliot had returned to Millington, and since his sister was taken off for some severe psychological help. She tried to commit suicide by cop in the family restaurant after Riley and Sophia started waving some flash drive around. He had nearly broken down from stress those next few days, only holding on by a thread. He was devastated, his family was falling apart around him and he didn't know what to do to help. He didn't like feeling helpless like that and all the anxiety was still near the surface. Melissa had done quite well with her training and would be in at ten that morning, Mark on the other hand was already in, running orders from the kitchen to the tables. 

During a quiet moment, James got a text from Nathan, asking him to come over if he was available. If Sophi came out to the floor during the rushes, Mark and Melissa would be able to handle it. He was about to respond when another set of guests arrived to be seated, which he quickly handled. He then processed the payments of several regulars that were leaving. As soon as things stabilized again he pulled his phone out and shot a text over to Nathan, [color=FF3030]Yeah, I'd like that, I have to wait until Melissa gets in at ten first so Mark has backup in case he needs it, but after that I'll be on my way.[/color] Having sent the text off he greeted the next set of customers who were just walking through the door. It wouldn't be that much longer before he could leave.