Jackie fears she might fall asleep standing up like a horse. She arrived in Dubai from Melbourne at 1:45am and it is now 8am on the same day. She wears the required white lab coat, with a stethoscope looped over the back of her neck. In the green treatment area of the horse hospital, she waits to be told what she should be doing. First, a man who is also dressed in white—a groom’s uniform, she thinks—leads a chestnut filly through the barn doors. Next, a man in a suit emerges from a long green hallway. He’s a horse vet, Jackie guesses, because approaches the filly and slides his hand down its leg. Once he’s inspected the horse, he walks over to Jackie and seems to inspect her too.