"And she's out!" NoNo announced the obvious. "Twenty three seconds! Not bad for someone who liked the pouring rain as we can see it was the hot tank!" he continued while the steaming Moa got out of the water and down the steps. A stage hand, young girl in this case, gave Moa a towel, accidentally brushing her in the shoulder. The brief touch felt electric for a moment, maybe it was static from the headset and equipment she was wearing or just being sensitive after the scalding bath, but it felt a bit odd, even if not specially wrong.
"While Moa gets dried and joins back with us..." NoNo kept the show going while the stage hand returned with a black bathrobe, waiting for Moa to pick it up when desired. "Who is going to be next?" he wondered. "Will they face the pressure of the hot tank biting at their beautiful skin or would they try their chances with the cold one? Will they top brave Moa's time?" NoNo looked at the remaining pair, awaiting for one of them to step forward.
"While Moa gets dried and joins back with us..." NoNo kept the show going while the stage hand returned with a black bathrobe, waiting for Moa to pick it up when desired. "Who is going to be next?" he wondered. "Will they face the pressure of the hot tank biting at their beautiful skin or would they try their chances with the cold one? Will they top brave Moa's time?" NoNo looked at the remaining pair, awaiting for one of them to step forward.