The sun was going down on Zac's 20th birthday when there was a knock on the hotel door. Curious, for he wasn't exactly expecting any room service, he opened it.
There were three woman there, one with a stereo, and the moment the door opened, the show began. That is, they all started singing happy birthday to him.
And loosing their clothes.
"Umm..." Zac stammered.
"Happy Birthday," said one of the woman, holding out a card. "From the I-G-P-2-Z-H Club."
Ahh. It all makes sense now.
"Well, ahh, thank you girls," he said. "I umm..."
He looked around for his wallet. After all, he should really give them something for stripping in a hotel hallway. Then he would kill Julie. It was probably her idea.