Undeniably feminine

"You've got to be kidding me..." Jules exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Marshall asked.

"Look at all this stuff! It's..." Jules pulled out several articles of clothing. Among those he pulled out were a bikini top and a flowing sundress.

"Women's clothing... huh." Marshall stifled a laugh. "Guess we've figured out the power dynamic in our relationship..."

"Laugh it up, jackass..." Jules grumbled as he grabbed the phone to call the front desk.

After another irate call, they were once again visited by Lexi.

"What seems to be the problem this time?" Lexi asked, but without any hint of sarcasm or annoyance. Jules was surprised, given how much he'd complained in the past twelve hours.

"I got the clothes that the personal shopper picked out, but they're not right." Jules said, motioning towards the open box that he held in his arms.

"They're not to your satisfaction?" Lexi asked as he looked inside.

"Well, duh, they're women's clothing." Jules said.

After a moment of puzzlement, Lexi's face flipped to one of understanding. Jules was starting to wonder if her chipper disposition wasn't more than just being a good employee.

"I see. I'd be happy to replace them with something more to your satisfaction. We must've gotten some wires crossed." Lexi said.

"Seems like you've got an awful lot of crossed wires around here." Jules muttered.

"Keeping every guest happy is hard work, and we're very sorry that you've not been enjoying yourself." Lexi said. "Unfortunately, the personal shopper might not be able to get to your request for a few days, we're expecting an influx of guests today and we're a little short-staffed."

"So what does that mean?" Jules asked.

"I think it means that if you want to leave the room, you're gonna have to wear something from the box."

"Your fiance is correct." Lexi said.

"You want me to wear these?" Jules asked incredulously. "You can't be serious!"

"I'm sure there's at least a piece or two that will tide you over until we can get the replacements or find your suitcase." Lexi said.

Jules could only sputter as his mind ran circles trying to rationalize all his anger and frustration.

"Jules, come on, remember what you said, we need to enjoy ourselves. I'm sure there's a pair of pants or shorts in there that don't look too girly." Marshall said, putting his hand on Jules' shoulder.

"I'll leave you two alone, and get to work on getting your request as expedited as possible." Lexi said. "Enjoy your days."

"Thanks." Marshall said, as Jules' eye continued to twitch.

Lexi exited the room as Marshall took the box from Jules and started to look through it.

"You'd better find something, cause you can spend your vacation sitting in here moping, but I want to..." Marshall started.