Spa?

It all started with L playing with the kids in the bedroom. He tickled E so much that he threw up all over the bedroom. Needless to mention, L was shooed out of the bedroom instantly. N went along to check out the dripping mess as L dragged his soiled body out of the bedroom.

Poor Rose had a tough job to handle. Bed sheets had to be changed, quilt cover to be removed, floor to be mopped etc. While the bedroom was filled with activities, the 3 were sitting at the sofa, waiting to be “invited” into the air-conditioned bedroom again.

L “Nicole, are you feeling warm? Your face is all rosy”
N “ What do you think? I AM HAVING A SPA RIGHT HERE, IN MY PYJAMAS!”
L “ Sorry!”

Does N really know what a SPA is? I wonder….