“You will place all of your possessions into the box on the floor and then slide that box through the slot beneath the door. You will be given a phy...ical examination to determine there is no contraband and then the rules will be explained to you.” With a final shove, Roger was pushed into the room and as the door slammed shut he heard the guard’s final warning, “And, don’t make us wait!” Already resolved to complying as fully as possible, Roger had determined that the best way to survive the 30. "But not so much that they won't help you." "So just a little rude?" "Yeah, a little bit," Leah nodded. "More hey-I'm-a-guest-and-I'm-really-in-a-hurry bitch rather than I'm-just-a-bitch-all-the-time bitch." "Alright," Jules replied and gave Leah a funny look at the choice of words. "I guess I can do that." "You'll do just fine," Leah said neutrally, but allowed herself to c***dishly enjoy the dig a little anyways. "Uh-huh," Jules scowled at her and walked towards the lobby doors. Leah turned. "Dave's bringing a friend home from work, Hon. He wants me to meet them wearing the white baby-doll, with nothing under. You might want to freshen up a bit, too. Everything down here is under control, so let's go upstairs. We can take a shower and change for Dave. You can tell me about your first day at work." They walked up the stairs side-by-side, talking and giggling. Sharon looked at her and said, "First I want to hear about YOUR day. You look like the cat that swallowed the canary-bird,. She was obviously physically active, with enough muscle tone in those legs to give me an image of a very mobile tennis player."Only good things, I hope."She laughed, the sound of music, "Yes, Captain. My mother has told me only good things about you." Oh? Then you're one up on me because she didn't tell me about you."She laughed again. "I'm Mom's only daughter, Sammie — Samantha — van Roth." Oh? Married, I guess." No, Captain. Divorced. We didn't exactly get along. It was stormy while it lasted.