A/N: Like I said, this switches perspectives often. This starts out in Tina's, just if it's confusing.

Meanwhile, Tina and the mysterious hottie were dancing up a storm and everyone in the crowd began to watch them. She was loving the attention. Everyone's jealous of me because I'm hot, drunk, and a great dancer with a hot guy, she thought happily. Screw Hank!

"There he is!"

She turned and bit her lip. A transvestite, a French maid, a prostitute, and a monster movie reject were running towards them.

"What are you doing?" The transvestite snapped.

"Dude," Tina laughed, "way to keep the party going!"

"What the hell is wrong with her?" The French maid whispered to the monster movie reject.

Muscle Guy turned and stared at the guy, shocked.

"Tina!" Hank yelled, making his way towards them. Her guy's attention went to him.

"Hank!" She screamed.

"Rocky!" The transvestite exclaimed.

Rocky looked at him.

"Rocky?" Tina questioned.

Rocky looked at her.

"Tina!" Hank growled.

"Hank!" She snarled, irritated.

"Rocky!" The transvestite repeated.

"Rocky..." Tina wrapped her arms around Rocky, making the transvestite fume.

"Tina!" Hank scolded warningly.

"Hank!"

"Rocky!" The transvestite sounded like a broken record.

Rocky turned to look at him.

"Jesus Christ!" The French maid exploded. "Can we please move on from this?!"

"Geez, Magenta," the prostitute put a hand on her shoulder, "calm down."

"Magenta?" Tina echoed. "What a weird name!"

"Riff, Columbia," Magenta snarled, "hold me back!" They did as she lunged towards Tina.

"Riff?" She smirked. "Columbia? I can only imagine what his name is!" She tilted her head towards the transvestite.

"Oh, he's Frank-N-Furter!" Columbia piped up.

Tina blinked. "Now I've heard everything." She shook her head.

"Rocky," Frank-N-Furter grabbed his arm, "that's no way to behave on your first day here. But, um, since you're such an exceptional beauty, I'm prepared to forgive you."

"Are you two, like, going together?"

"What does it look like?" Magenta raised an eyebrow at her.

She pushed Rocky away. "You didn't tell me you were like that! And I was prepared to..." She glanced at Hank from the corner of her eye. "Well, let's not say what I was prepared to do, but you lied to me!"

"Tina," Hank grabbed her hand and pulled her away, "we need to talk!"

"Rocky," Frank glared at him, "you're on lockdown for the rest of the trip!" He stormed away, all his servants behind him, ushering his creation back into the castle.

Brad and Janet were gaping at the whole situation, sitting at the bar. "I didn't know he was here!" She gasped. "We are avoiding him!"

"Well, it couldn't hurt to say hello, could it, Janet?" Brad blushed.

She swatted his arm. "We are not talking to those weirdos after what happened! The way they killed poor Dr. Scott..."

"Janet, please, let's get over that." He sighed, getting upset about it himself. "We have to put the past behind us."

Janet sniffed one more time and raised her head up high. "Fine. Let's just concentrate on having a good vacation. Away from all those freaks."

"Fine." He agreed.

They clinked their drinks together. "Cheers." She grinned.

"Cheers." He echoed.