emily is polishing the parts of her body that demand it.

an un-aired commercial featuring "the Burger King":

An attractive woman is soaking in a bubble bath with a glass of wine. Scented candles burn around the tub as she listens to relaxing music. (Carl, see if we can get the rights to an Enya song.) The woman has cucumber slices placed over her eyelids and maybe we see a container of bath salts nearby or something. The point is, she's having a peaceful, relaxing, and private moment. Some announcer with a soothing voice is talking about how nice it is to relax at the end of the day ... WITH CHICKEN FRIES! As these words are spoken, the King rises from beneath the bubbles in all his plasticine glory holding a plate of extruded deep-fried chickenesque food products. The light from the candles shimmers off his shiny plastic face. The woman sits up, cautious at first, but when she realizes it's the King (a realization that would make most flee in horror), she gladly accepts a chicken fry. We fade out with a shot of the woman eating chicken fries while the King massages her feet. Now that's gonna sell some chicken fries.

- mcsweeney's