Maryse Ouellet

Normally, when a tall, blonde, long-legged knockout like Maryse Ouellet walked into your lobby, you'd be all over them before they knew what hit them, but there was just one problem with her showing up in your lobby that prevented that.

Her husband, that overrated piece of garbage the Miz, real name Mike Mizanin, was with her.

Not that you weren't expecting that, of course, but this loser was apparently so insecure that he was afraid to leave his wife's side the whole time you were trying to talk to her.

"Go put the bags up Mike," Maryse finally told him, probably just to get rid of him so she could sign in and have some room to breathe her own air.

"How do you put up with him Maryse?" you ask her, trying to make some conversation with her now that her husband was gone, and before you showed her to the room.

"Just show me to the room," she tells you, sneering at you when she looks up and sees you leering at her tight body in the short, tight gold shirt and short white skirt she is in, cutting you off before you have the chance to get anywhere with her.