Creatively...

"Hello" This is the motel management. We've been receiving some complaints about the noise.?

With but a thought all the girls are back in their clothes. Wendy has a notepad in her lap taking notes while Ms. Samson is standing in front of a dry-erase board going over the routine for next week. Joe answers the door as Kayley excuses herself to go to the bathroom.

"Thanks for the Room Service."

The man outside blinks for a second looking down at the tray with a pot of coffee on it, along with some Apple Danishes, and doughnuts and assorted cookies. "What...uh. You're welcome."

Tawny bounces over to get the tray, taking it over to the table. "How do you want it Ms. Samson?" she asks.

"Cream, two sugars, thanks Tawny." Ms Samson answers, pausing from laying out her ideas for improvement.

"See...we had some complaints about the noise..." The man said, thoroughly confused about how he ended up with a tray of coffee and pastries.

"I do apologize, whenever these girls get in the mood to re-write a cheer or something, Ms. Samson has them say it out loud. Things can sound great in your head, she says, but when it's actually verbalized it doesn't always come out right."

"I see...I'm going to have to ask you to refrain from doing that."

"Hmmm... I know," you think to yourself.

"What the fuck did you say? Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do!" Taylor says, standing up.

The guy's eyes bug out as he notices Taylor for the first time, "Oh... Ms. Taylor! I'm sorry I didn't know you were in this room. I didn't mean to-"

"Oh, no no no. When my father hears that you were trying to order me around...when he hears and EMPLOYEE of his was being rude, and I think I heard you say you wanted to **** me and..."

"OH! NO! Please I need this job! I don't want to go to jail! I... I have kids!" The man says, damn near in a panic attack.

"Right then, I suggest you leave so we can get back to what we were doing. Tell the other whiny bitches that this is a special booking that can not be disturbed," Taylor says, waving her hand in a dismissive gesture.

"Yes, ma'am. Thank you ma'am," he says as Joe politely pushes him out the door.

"The nerve of some people," Taylor says, still in full haughtiness. You smirk, then she continues, "People should get it through their heads that I only listen to two people. Me. And John." The rest of the girls look at you with a smirk.

"John?" Comes Kayley's voice from the bathroom, "I need some help in here. Care to join me?"

"Not now Kayley. He has to finish with the rest of us," Megen says, the entire squad once again nude and ready.