You suddenly remembered your library books were late for return, and you took them down to the library and gave them back to the librarian. She said the cost was 35$ in late fees, and you really didn't want to fork up that cash, so you pleadingly asked if there was another way. She smirked and set her feet on her desk.

"There sure is. Get to massaging my sore feet, unless you'd rather pay the fees."