The first woman walks into the room, carrying a silver bowl. Her purple apron has the name Sabrina embroidered on it. Since she's Caucasian, Yoochun assumes that she doesn't speak Korean, so he speaks English to her.

"Where am I? Why...why have you tied me up?"

Sabrina smiles and puts a finger to her lips. "Hush now, darling Chun. Don't overexert yourself. You're going to be here for a while, until you gain, oh, at least 10 pounds."

"Wha-" he tries to protest, but a freshly baked fudge and peanut butter brownie is shoved between his dark, bee-stung lips.