"Trophy wife?" Michelle asked George. "Not sugar baby, or hitchhiking trollop? I appreciate the benefit of the doubt."
George shrugged. 'Those were next on my list." Her gaze shifted over Michelle's shoulder. "We're at the World Famous Clown Motel, in Tonopah, Nevada, apparently," she said.
Michelle turned and looked at the sign, then turned back. "So we are. You're another Madison Valley inmate, I assume?"
"Do I look like someone who would voluntarily stay here?" George demanded, bristling.
Michelle held up her hands in surrender. "Just asking," she said. She looked at Chris. "Try the next door?"
[Unless we want to drag in more guest stars, shall we wrap it up?]