By playing with the jukebox, twerker, and mirror

"Let's play with the jukebox!" Kira said.

"I d-don't know, sis," Taylor muttered. "Dad might be m-mad if we mess it up..."

"Oh, don't be such a square!" Kira said. She went over to the nude Bebe, who was standing in the corner of the living room, blankly staring ahead as she awaited a song to sing.

"Let's see," Kira said. "I think we just say a song to her, and she'll sing and dance to it."

"Hotter than hell by Dua Lipa!" Kendall called.

Bebe began to do a sexy, stripper like dance, rubbing her body up and down sensually.

"He calls me the devil

I make him wanna sin

Every time I knock

He can't help, but let me in

Must be homesick for the real

I'm the realest it gets

You probably still adore me

With my hands around your neck," Bebe sang.

Kira cheered. Taylor blushed. As a virgin, Taylor wasn't used to a display like what Bebe was doing.

Kendall saw how uncomfortable her sister was, so she decided to make her feel better.

"Taylor," Kendall said. "Why don't you go upstairs?"

"O-okay," Taylor sighed. She made her way to the bathroom, where she saw Emilia mirroring her every movement.

Taylor smiled, which Emilia also copied.

"I wonder..."

Taylor stuck her finger in her nose, which Emilia copied, making it look like the actress was picking her nose. Taylor laughed a bit.

Kendall decided to play with Kylie the twerker, slapping her former sister's big ass for a while.

John, meanwhile, stumbled across Cardi B. The perfect tutor for his girls.

The only question was...