“Are you still awake?” Megan asked.

“Did you come out here just for ice?” I asked.

Megan sighed loudly.

“My feet are absolutely killing me from walking around this huge hotel all day.

The gravel paths out there are completely ruining my pedicure.”

She grabbed the metal scoop and dumped a mountain of ice into the plastic bucket.

Water splashed onto her bare feet.

“Vanessa sent me out to get this,” Megan said.