Anyone recall Lucy’s sidekick’s name? I went for an appt once & L was yammering away with someone who sued just finished up with so the smaller girl shuffled me in her room & closed the door…she did a solid job. In the middle of the massage L came in and they started barking and from the body language it was obvious she felt like her mark had been hijacked. Every time since, which honestly isn’t often, there’s a definite hands-off vibe when I wander in from the small fry. It’s like watching a big cat documentary on the Kenyan plains & I’m the gazelle carcass when I arrive (I’m good with that). I’m under no illusions though, It’s all about me generously tipping! I would like to circle back to the sidekick because a little economic competition always helps the consumer. Make gf work for it!