Everyone's going to jail naked

Before Lacey could tell her to stop, Joanne whisked all of Mrs. Walkowicz's clothes off, leaving her just as naked as the others as she turned around with a gasp and slapped Joanne in the face.

Soon enough, a squad car pulled up and four bundled-up cops walked up and knocked on the door.

"I'll get it!" Sam rushed down and opened the door to the cops in her birthday suit.

"Good evening, officers," she chirped glibly and didn't bother covering herself up even with the winter chill, "we've had a dispute and would like you to sort it out."

"Ma'am," one of the officers noted, "please note that our body cameras are on."

Sam got a lot less confident as she shrunk down and led everyone upstairs to the naked bickering happening between the three women of all ages.

"Can someone please tell me what's going on here?" another officer asked with annoyance.

Both Joanne and Mrs. Walkowicz stumbled over their words in getting their respective stories. Eventually, the officer spoke up.

"Alright, all four of you are going to be taken in for further question," he commanded to everyone's groans, "Sergeant, get the blankets and handcuffs."