"Hot springs...?" Stella sat there and thought about it. That sort of sounded interesting. Never had that in France before. The only stress-relief thing she knew about was the Spa, not a Hot Spring.
"Sounds cool... Guess I'll go then." Stella nodded and flipped to the next page of Seventeen Magazine, "What should we bring? Is it sort of like a Spa or something?"
Stella froze, "Oh hell no... don't tell me it's some sort of tourist attraction. I hate tourist attractions. I HATE tourists. They drive me insane. I'm not going through all that. I don't want to be known as some low-life walking into someone elses to word. I have a reputation to keep, and so do you Perri. You can't be skipping from one tourist attraction to the next. Don't welcome yourself here."
"A true French diva like us, need to be welcomed in. I will not step foot into a single tourist attraction. Not this time, not ever."