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INT. SALON - DAY
MOVING IN A HURRY, A BUFF, WELL GROOMED MAN IN A TOWEL IS STOPPED SUDDENLY BY A LADY IN A WHITE UNIFORM.
LADY
Excuse me, sir, where are you're going?
MAN
Where do you think?
HE GESTURES TO HIS TOWEL.
LADY
I think you've made a mistake, this is…
MAN
…women only? I'm as entitled anyone to a spray tan at your establishment so please don't tell me otherwise - I'm a lawyer and I know what I'm talking about. Now if you'll kindly step aside, I have a six o' clock Tae Bo appointment you're holding me up for.
HE BARGES PAST AND INTO A BOOTH.
INT. BOOTH - CONTINUOUS
THE MAN RELAXES AS A ROW OF NOZZLES FILL THE BOOTH WITH SPRAY –
-- BUT HIS EXPRESSION TURNS TO CONFUSION AS IT BECOMES CLOUDED AS IF BY DRY ICE, THEN --
-- HE LOOKS AT HIS ARM AND SEES IT FREEZING UP.
HE SCREAMS.
INT. 'SALON' - DAY
LADY
No, I mean this is a cryogenics lab.
THE MAN'S PARALYSED FACE STARES OUT IN TERROR FROM A WINDOW IN THE CRYONIC TUBE.
