[The request from Evangeline's newest friend likely seemed like just a fun romp. She had procured a massage table, the sort you could lay down on and there was a convenient hole for your face.

All she had asked was for Evangeline to take off her clothes and let her practice her massage technique. However, Rottytops had a penchant for going the extra mile. So when she straddled Evangeline back and leaned in to massage her shoulders she also whispered into her ear.]

You really are such a good girl, Evangeline. Making me feel welcome, being my friend so quick. You're a real sweetheart, and one of the best friends a zombie gal could ask for.

So I want you to just relax, and let Rotty take care of you, okay?