Vegas Baby! (Courtney/Elle/John/Randy)

Elle grabbed Courtney's arm and dragged her over to the bar.

"I know...I'm genius." Randy said as he plopped down on one of the chairs nearby.

"Our husbands are going to love us when we get drunk." Courtney said with a chuckle.

"You are but if you were a real genius you would get a stripper pole built into your bedroom." John said.

"They didn't the last time." Elle said.

"And so would you." Randy said.

"Well they will if we get to the room before we start stripping." Courtney said.

"I'm going to now." John said.

"We need to get them drunk, so that they'll listen to us. A sober John won't have sex with me drunk." Elle said.

Randy chuckled.

"Guess I am too." Randy said.

"Randy won't have sex with me either when I'm drunk and he's not." Courtney said.

She looked at the bartender.

"We need a full case of beers." Courtney said.

"We're going to be the luckiest men in the world when we get those stripper poles." John said.

"And two margarita's." Elle added.

The bartender nodded handing Courtney the case of beer before starting to make the margarita's.

"John, we already are. I'm married to the hottest pop star in the world right now and you're married to a soon to be top fashion designer. Both of who, for some reason deal with our crazy asses and love to have sex with us...doesn't get any luckier than that." Randy said.

"I wonder if Randy will strip if I get him drunk." Courtney said.

"You are very right...but they did at one point want to leave our crazy asses." John said.

"Oh god, I hope not." Elle said, paying for the drinks when the bartender handed them them the margaritas.

"Yeah...I know, but they didn't." Randy said.

"I hope he does and if he does John...can strip too." Courtney said.

"Thank you god." John said.

"Sounds good to me." Elle said as she walked to the elevator.

"I know...I don't know what I'd do if she did." Randy said.

"Plus I've got a bunch of dollar bills in my purse that I kind of want to stuff into Randy's briefs." Courtney said with a smirk.

"Even though I pushed Elle to that point I don't know what I would have done if she left me." John said.

"Or we can waste that money on actual strippers." Elle said.

"Dude, we're so whipped. I never thought we'd be those guys when we met." Randy said.

"I don't think any of those guys would have a bigger bulge then Randy." Courtney said.

John frowned.

"We are kind of whipped aren't we?" John asked.

Elle giggled.

"Same when it comes to John." Elle said as she walked out of the elevator.

"Kind of? No we are. They have us wrapped around their fingers." Randy said.

Courtney laughed.

"We are the luckiest women ever." Courtney said.

"You are so right." John said.

"Of course we are." Elle said.

"I think we need to tease them for a change." Randy said.

Courtney nodded then grabbed a margarita.

John grinned.

"What do you have in mind?" John asked.

Elle walked towards the room.

"Making them beg for us, just like they make us do all the time. It's time for them to be wrapped around our fingers." Randy said.

Courtney walked with Elle.

John smirked.

"You Randy are a genius." John said.

"I know." Randy said.

Elle got to the door and knocked on it.

"This will be fun." Randy said as he got up and opened the door.

John nodded with a grin.

Courtney smiled at Randy then walked inside.

"Hey babe he got alcohol." Courtney said.

"Thanks." Randy said, kissing Courtney lightly on the lips before taking the beer from Elle.

Elle walked into the room.

"Now let's all get drunk." Courtney said with a smile.

John looked at Elle with a grin.

"Eh, I want to go swimming." Randy said, taking off shirt as he walked towards the bathroom.

"What?" Elle asked.