Failure...

Maxie would find only the wooden handle to some other old tool. She would walk over to her door and grin saying, rather prematurely, "Sorry Randy, looks like you don't get to oogle these puppies for the whole storm!" She grabs a handful of each breasts and jiggle them at him teasingly. She would turn back to the door, beginning to pry it open when... *SNAP*... her tool breaks, causing her to fall forward.

She pulls herself up to find Randy laughing at her, with both her pride and elbows bruised she'd meekly say, "S- stop that..." clearing her throat to quickly try to muster her fiery defiance back.

Randy would smirk and say, "Alright Sugar Tits, looks like you don't have much choice now." Maxie would frown but agree, "Yeah I... um... could I actually stay at your place until the snowstorm passes?"

Randy would cross his arms and smirk saying, "Sure thing, but one condition now. Before I had no problem with you staying, but after giving me attitude like that, I'm afraid you're going to have to pay a small penalty. Now you're only getting in here if you flash me those knockers of yours."