"Okay, tag-team make outs were never on the table," Sam said, pointing an accusing finger at Wilke as he rolled out of bed to try and find some clothes for he and his friend as well as maybe catch a glimpse of Cassie changing.

"And come on, it's just... everyone has their own style," he added while pulling on a pair of jeans. He liked Cassie style, but it was hard to be upset about super short jean shorts. "Wilke, do you have an opinion on the Strokes? Because I think that's the only clean t-shirt I have right now."