Write about: the spa treatment.
Feeling pretty tired and sleepy, so I'll just get right to that writing thing.
Edit: sorry for the late posting again. After repeatedly losing my battle with sleep last night, I just decided to give up and go to bed.
"There must be some mistake..."
"You're here for your 3:22 appointment?"
"Yes, but I don't understand what all this stuff is about."
"The knives, forks, spoons, rolling pin...? They are all standard pieces of equipment for the culinary massage you ordered."
"I ordered no such thing!"
"It says right here, Mr. Hiller, that you wan-"
"I'm not Mr. Hiller."
"You... oh! My apologies Mr... Winston?"
"Yes, that is correct."
"Ah, well then! We'll have all this taken right away and have the garden tool suite in its place in a jiffy!"
"Well, I should hope so."