On a lounge on the beautiful white sandy beach, Louisa enjoyed the relaxing ocean breezes and sipped on an umbrella drink while listening to Jimmy Buffett on her Discman. At the moment, the world of the north was far behind her, and she began to drift off on a soft cloud of bliss, or perhaps it was her fifth umbrella drink on which she was drifting off. At any rate, she fell asleep and dreamt of a Yeti life on the beach, hanging out at the drinks cabana, listening to the steel drum band, swimming in the ocean with the warm waters gently moving through her silky Yeti fur and hair.

When Louisa awakened on the beach in the morning, she decided to try the tropical life for a while. She really liked the raw oysters they served at the hotel bar, and had them every night for a week. Nothing much happened, and she spent the days on the beach or shopping, and the nights either dancing in nearby clubs or watching cable and ordering room service in her hotel room.

Louisa had little experience with credit cards, in fact this was her first experience using one, but she felt sure that Kyle would call her when he got the bill. He would have to call her. Of course, she would then coyly say that she must have accidentally mixed up their credit cards while he was laid up with hypothermia at her house. She would offer to pay the bill, of course, but she would need his accounting help with her finances. She was pretty sure that she had finances. The bank sent her statements once in a while, but she rarely opened them and never really examined them, as it seemed too much of a bother. Louisa the Yeti Girl smiled with contentment and anticipation as she picked up the phone and ordered lobster to go with the movie that was just about to start on the hotel cable television.