The timer beeps. It's officially her third day.
She closes her coloring book and puts her colored pencils away.
She orders some Aphrodia juice and slurps it through a straw.
... mmmmm. Alright, time to take on the day.
"Because other people aren't going to have a sit-down with their therapist and calmly decide it's fine, now are they."
"That's probably the best we can do for you this session without magic, I'm afraid. Let's move on to the next issue - you said you were embarrassed by it?"