In the busy lobby

Tanya stood dumbly in front a group of sweaty, overweight guys, dressed in a large heavy coat, and wondering where exactly Rachel was taking this little task. Rachel herself was already busily in conversation with the men, who were pausing every few seconds to look over at Tanya.

She had the uncomfortable feeling that Rachel had left her nothing under the coat - at the very least she couldn't feel any bra and panties, and she was all too aware that Rachel was offering a "prize" to the person who could guess the right password. Tanya didn't have to be a genius to know what that prize might be. A free, close-up look at Tanya's goodies!

She sniffed, and tried to identify exactly how she'd managed to get herself into such a dire predicament. She was coming up with a short list of people to blame, led chiefly by her boyfriend Mitchell, when Rachel stopped her explanation.

"So," she was finishing up, "if you guess the correct phrase off the game board, you win your prize. Five dollars to play!" she added, confidently.

The men looked at each other, and in unison reached for their wallets. Once Tanya had five dollars from all four of them, Rachel turned to face Tanya.

"Okay, girlfriend. Show these nice men the game board!"

Tanya just shrugged. She had no idea what Rachel was talking about and wasn't in the mood to make this any easier. "I don't have any game board. You didn't give me anything."

Rachel looked back at the men with an apologetic smile, and then addressed Tanya again.

"Sweetie, the game board is inside your coat."