"Shit," Brian said. "They still have our clothes."
"Go get them, then," Amanda replied.
"I don’t want go in there alone," Brian whined.
"Fine, I’ll go," she smiled as she got up and walked to the adjoining door. "I’m coming in," she announced.
Sahar and Nick broke off the kiss, "Come in," Nick said.
"OK, I’ll make this quick," Amanda said giving Nick and Sahar a worried looked. "I want my clothes and Brian’s clothes."
Sahar giggled. "We don’t have your clothes."
"Don’t lie to me," Amanda said.
Nick and Sahar looked at each other, "Give me my wallet first."
"Brian," Amanda called, "bring Nick’s wallet."
"Coming," Brian pulled up the pants so he wouldn’t trip. Once he got into the room, he tossed the wallet towards Amanda.
"OK, here is your wallet. Where are our clothes?" Amanda asked sitting down on the other bed. Nick told Amanda where the clothes were. Brian and Amanda took their clothes and went back into their room. "I want my jeans back," Nick yelled through the door.
"You can have you darn jeans back," Brian replied.
"Nick," Sahar said, "I’m hungry."
"Me too," he replied.
"So, get us something to eat," Sahar smiled. Nick got up and dialed room service to order some food. Amanda came back into the room to give back the clothes they borrowed. She looked at Sahar and realized that she wasn’t wearing one of her shirts but Nick’s. "Sahar, what happened to your shirt?" Amanda commented.
Sahar looked at Nick. "Genius, over there, pushed me into the water, so my shirt is still in the car drying."
"Wait a second," Brian called from the other room, "you didn’t have the rental- we did."
"So, do we," Nick laughed. "Thank you Brian, for the nice car you rented for us."
"Nick if I wasn’t so tired, I’d kill you."
"Try to, anyways," Nick laughed as he ducked into the shower.
As soon as Nick turned on the shower, Amanda closed the adjoining door. "Sahar, do you think I could borrow your baby blue bathing suit?"
Shit, Sahar thought to herself, "Actually, Manda, I brought the bottoms to that suit, but I left the top at home."
"Really?" Amanda asked not believing a word Sahar was saying. "So, Sahar, what aren’t you telling me?"