Ariana turns away from the mirror and checks the water, deeming it warm enough before she turns the taps off and slowly climbs into the tub. She pours some lavender scented bubble bath into the water, then lies back with a soft groan, enjoying the quietness and the warm embrace of the water. Thinking about how it would feel if Ms. Mason... No, if Sophie was there with her? What hides beneath the terrifying armor of steel? What is she even going to do in order to make Sophie realize that Ariana has more to offer than coffee and the strained smiles of an overworked personal assistant?