"Oh," Brooke turned to look at Tanya and snapped her fingers. It didn't matter, work or not, Tanya was going to get paid. The trashy-but-immensely-talented Jersey girl nodded her head and left, leaving Brooke alone with Stephanie. "I'm sorry, I wasn't sure if you'd be in the mood for a manicure and pedicure to help you relax," she said, gently placing the overstuffed basket on a side table. She walked deeper into the room, worry marking her face. "Sorry I couldn't stop by earlier. Rachel wanted me to stay away for a little while." Probably an empath thing? "How are you feeling?"