Both of you sleep for a long time

Both you and Rachel are so drained by your experience that you end up sleeping - or more accurately, passing out - right where you are.

At some time during your rest, all of the other 'guests' depart, and by the time you awaken, it's just the two of you. You suspect you've been out for several hours; you feel as if you've gotten a full night's rest.

Rachel seems to have recently awoken as well. The two of you make awkward eye contact

"H-hey." "Hey..." After several seconds of enduring the silence, you speak up again, still sounding nervous, but knowing you've got to try to handle this somehow.

"...W-want to get out of here and do our best to forget what happened last night?"

Rachel's laugh is a bit hysterical - it's not like last night was a 'forgettable' event by any means - but she readily nods and sounds a bit relieved as she says. "Y-yea, let's do that."

Just as the two of you are about to rise to leave, the door opens and the woman you first met upon entering the house - the supposed 'Lady' Miranda enters the room.

She grins broadly and exclaims "I'm so delighted you decided to stay the night!" You're baffled as to why she seems so happy over such a thing, but she goes right on to explain.

"Now that you've lodged here for the night, you'll have to pay me back. The standard rate is one year as a maid or butler in exchange for a night's lodging."

You're staring at her like she's crazy by this point, but she blithely goes on. "Oh, but your stay will be free while you're working for me of course."

"This is so exciting, I've only had Joshua and Delia working here for ages now. Both of them are quite dutiful of course, but there's nothing like new servants to freshen things up for the guests."

Rachel finally cuts into Miranda's rambling, anger in her voice. "We're leaving now, and you aren't stopping us, you crazy bitch!"

You back Rachel up, speaking out as well. "You and all your crazy guests will be getting visits from the police!"

Miranda seems a little put out, her lips drawing into a fine line. "Now that's no way for a butler or maid to behave. She claps twice loudly and two figures slip into the room smoothly and quickly, as if they'd been waiting for her summons.

"You rang, Lady Miranda?" The figure who speaks has a deep voice and is a large man, both taller and broader than you.

His attire is the odd point about him however; he's dressed like a nude butler, wearing a bowtie, cuffs on his wrists, and a skimpy apron wrapped around his waist covering his nether regions - from the front at least. The only other items the man is wearing are a pair of immaculately polished loafers.

The other figure is a woman, dressed in a matching french maid outfit. Like the butler outfit, hers lacks most of the fabric usually associated with clothing.

A mostly see-through apron covers at least some of her front, and a with the lower part, gives off an impression closer to lingerie. A pair of fishnet stockings extend down from her thighs all the way to her high-heel clad feet, not concealing the shape of her gorgeous legs in the slightest. A frilly headdress adorns her hair and she holds a small feather duster in one hand.

Both maid and butler face their mistress attentively, and Lady Miranda casually waves towards you and Rachel. "These two are my new servants. They still seem to have some troubles with etiquette however, so please discipline them for me."

The pair of servants bow and curtsy respectively, then turn towards the two of you, obviously intent on following their mistress' commands.