Have we met before?

Light shone through the curtains, blinding you momentarily as you sat up, taking in the environment around you as there's a knock at the door. Struggling to think, you stand up automatically, putting on a discarded red robe and staggering to the door. Leaning against it, the door knocks once more.

"H-hello? Room service!" A female voice from the other side of the door calls. "Is anyone in there?"

You exhale and pull the door slightly open, allowing you to peer through the crack in the door and look at her.

A tall, slender woman in a black and white maid's costume raises an eyebrow towards the crack in the door and puts her hands behind her back. She looks like she's wearing a stereotypical costume for a dress-up party, complete with a skirt that barely covers her crotch and a cleavage that shows off most of her breasts. She seems to be smiling.

"Hello... uh... I'm here to clean up the room. Is that alright?" She asks politely.