Kelsey is a tease

Abbie laughed with an unrestrained warmth that seemed to momentarily dissolve the absurdity of the moment. She tipped her head slightly, curiously studying Kelsey. Maybe she was 19 or 20, Abbie thought, though it wasn’t just her age -- it was the way she carried herself, all playful exuberance and earnestness, like someone who hadn’t yet found any reason to pay attention to the weight of life’s expectations. With a slight smirk tugging at her lips, Abbie decided to lean into this ridiculous roleplay.

"Okay then," Abbie said with an exaggerated air of intrigue. "What's on the menu?"

Kelsey's eyes lit up like fireworks. She bit her lower lip, a moment that was both endearing and comically over the top, and then grinned broadly. She was over six feet tall, seemingly entirely made of legs that went on forever, and as she bounced joyfully on the balls of her feet, her energy became mesmerizing and on the edge of ridiculous. Even Jake couldn't resist smiling as he stared up at her.

"Oh my god, wait, you're serious? You actually want to know? Okay, I have such an amazing idea." She clapped her hands together like she was trying to summon more energy than she already had -- which seemed impossible -- and leaned forward conspiratorially. "But first ... don't tell anyone I told you this, okay?"

Abbie tilted her head and crossed her arms over her chest, feigning suspicion but unable to keep the corners of her mouth from twitching upward. "Told us what?"

Kelsey dropped her voice into what she probably thought was a secretive whisper but was loud enough for anyone within a five-mile radius to hear. "I'm working another part-time job as a dancer."

Abbie blinked, unsure where this was going but intrigued nonetheless. Jake let out a low chuckle behind her.

"Not like a normal dancer though," Kelsey continued dramatically, widening her eyes for emphasis. "Like ... you know ... a 'dancer' dancer. You get me?"

Jake rolled his eyes but couldn’t suppress his laugh any longer. "You've already told us this," he reminded her.

Kelsey froze mid-bounce, looking genuinely startled for half a second before recovering with an animated shrug. "Oh! I did? Shoot. Well ... anyway!" She waved off the minor blunder as though it were nothing and plowed ahead with the same unrelenting enthusiasm. "So ... I'm not very good yet," she admitted sheepishly. "But like ... you two are in here doing your thing or whatever --" She gestured vaguely toward their semi-clothed state without missing a beat. "-- and you don't seem totally weirded out by me just barging in here and hanging out for a bit. So I was thinking ..."

She paused for a bit, long enough that it was once again unclear whether her speech was over or if there was more to come.

"Thinking ... what?" asked Abbie.

"Right! How about this: I try out some of my moves on you guys -- just for fun -- and in return ..." She paused dramatically, letting the silence stretch just long enough for Abbie to raise an eyebrow in anticipation.

"In return …?" Abbie prompted.

"In return," Kelsey said with triumphant finality, "you won't report me to the hotel manager for breaking into your room!"

The sheer absurdity of the proposition hung in the air for a moment before Abbie burst out laughing again, shaking her head in disbelief. "This is officially the weirdest request I've ever heard," she said through giggles. "But sure -- why not? Let's see what you've got."

Kelsey let out an audible squeal of delight and bounced again, very happy to share her ideas. Jake groaned softly from behind his pillow but didn’t object -- though there was a glimmer of **** amusement in his eyes that he couldn’t quite hide.

Sliding seamlessly back into her makeshift roleplay persona, Kelsey clasped her hands behind her back and adopted an exaggeratedly formal tone. "Well then! Welcome to our exclusive room service menu experience!" She punctuated the sentence with an exaggerated wink and air quotes so obvious it could've been seen from space.

Abbie played along immediately, straightening up and folding her arms across her chest like a discerning customer about to make an important decision. "Okay," she said brightly. "What's on the menu today?"

Kelsey pressed a finger to her lips and furrowed her brow theatrically, pretending to think deeply about this question as if it were life or ****. "Let me see ..." She tapped her chin thoughtfully before holding up three fingers with sudden inspiration. "We've got three specials today! Would you like to hear them?"

"Absolutely," Abbie replied without hesitation.

Jake sighed heavily but couldn't suppress the small smile tugging at his lips as he leaned back against the headboard of the bed. This morning had taken such an unexpected turn that even he couldn't help but be entertained by it all.

Kelsey cleared her throat dramatically before launching into her pitch. "Special number one!" she declared with gusto, pointing directly at Abbie like a game show host announcing the grand prize winner. "A private dance for you while your boyfriend watches."

"Hang on a second --" Jake began, sitting up straighter.

"Special number two!" Kelsey interrupted swiftly before he could protest further. She spun on her heel to face him directly and pointed at him this time instead. "A private dance for you while your girlfriend watches."

"And special number three?" Abbie asked with an amused smile.

Kelsey grinned mischievously and turned back toward both of them, spreading her arms wide in dramatic flair like she was unveiling some grand masterpiece. "Special number three," she announced proudly, "is that you both sit there on the bed ... and watch me!"

For half a second there was silence as everyone processed just how ridiculous this entire situation had become -- then Abbie doubled over laughing again while Jake shook his head incredulously.