She refuses

"What?" Rose asks in shock. "I am not taking my fucking jeans off in here."

You hear Mike chuckle and can't help but agree, as Rose stands there, her face red with anger, her jeans damp from the OJ.

"Do not talk to me like that!" her mother snaps, "take your jeans off and put them in the wash, then you are free to go!"

"Like hell!" Rose yells, turning and heading towards the door.