Walking down the alley to the bar, Team CRDL entered the building under blue neon The Blue Oyster Cult encircled by a red oval. Walking down the dark hallway, they stepped through the beaded curtain. Standing in the smoke filled room, they saw men dressed in black leather with silver studs.

"Where's the girls?" asked Russel Thrush

"And why is it only dudes in black leather?" remarked Dove Bronzewing.

"Should've known Winston was lying," said Cardin turning.

Bumping into a short guy with a brown biker handle mustache wearing black leather, he smiled at the confused Cardin.

"You know Winston."

"Who do you think told us about this rat infested shit hole?"

Snapping his fingers and French horns blared from the speakers, the biker handle mustache grabbed Cardin's right hand. Placing his right hand against Cardin's lower back, together their bodies moved to the tempo of 'El Bimbo'.

"Guys?" said Cardin getting picked up.

Watching Cardin getting swept off his feet then turned upside down, "I don't think cutting in is allowed, Cardin," said Sky Lark noticing some of black leather dudes looking at him, "Do you have a salad bar?"

Lifting her eyes, Weiss noticed Winston studying her drawing.

Looking at the time on her scroll, "Excess me," said Weiss standing up.

Walking towards door, Weiss opened the door letting a red blur entered going counterclockwise along the space between bunk beds. Whirlwind of rose petals filled the room fading away relieving Ruby running in place.

Placing her hands on Ruby's shoulders, "You're going to use up your semblance," said Weiss.

"No, I won't," yawned Ruby trying to climb onto the top buck.

Picked her up after her sixth attempt to reach the top bunk, Ying placed her in her bed.

Tucking Ruby in bed, "Stamina training is needed, Ying."

Sitting beside Jaune with their backs pressed against the wall "You should try wooing Pyrrha," said Winston.

"Why? Weiss is my target."

Motioning Jaune to be quiet, "She's arrived."

"Who…" his caught a drum beat that made one want to dance.

"Woohoo Hail," echoed from the first floor.

"Hail," repeated Jaune pumping his hands into the air.

"What's the matter with your head, Winston
Hail (Hail), what's the matter with your mind, Winston
And your sign an-a, oh-oh-oh
Hail (Hail), nothin' the matter with your head
Baby find it, come on and find it
Hail, with it, baby, 'cause you're fine
And you're mine, and you look so divine."

"Come and get your love," thud,
"Come and get your love," thud,
Come and get your love," thud,
Come and get your love," thud.

"Hail," echoing from the second floor, "Hail, what's the matter with you feel right
Don't you feel right, baby
Hail, oh yeah, get it from the main vine, all right
I said-a find it, find it, go on and love it if you like it, yeah
Hail (Hail), it's your business if you want some, take some
Get it together, baby," reaching the third floor.

"Come and get your love
Come and get your love
Come and get your love
Come and get your love," dancing towards Winston and Jaune.

"Come and get your love, come and get your love
Come and get your love, now," striding towards them,
"Come and get your love, come and get your love
Come and get your love, now
Come and get your love, come and get your love
Come and get your love, now
Come and get your love, come and get your love
Come and get your love, now."

Striding Winston's laps, "La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Come and get your love
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, woohoo
Come and get your love," running her fingers through his hair,
"La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Come and get your love
La, na, na, na, na, na, da, boom," sniffing along his cheek.

"Why you're mad?" whispered Yang.

"Jaune is sitting beside me."

Staring at Jaune, she returned her attention to Winston.

Rubbing his nose with her nose, "Why are you mad?"

"I'm not mad, Yang," replied Winston sliding her off, "just disappointed," standing up.

On her knees, she looked up at Winston.

"Disappointed in what?"

"Letting people grope you."

"That guy was blind," standing up.

"And how did you know he was blind?"

"He told me."

"And this is why we never get pass first base."

"You do want me."

Shaking his head, his hands went up. Walking towards the stairs allowed Yang jumped on his back.

Kissing his left cheek, "You do want me!" sliding herself from his back to his chest.

Trying to adjust for shift of Yang's weight didn't prevent Winston from falling.

Leaning closer, "I knew you wanted me," rubbing noses together.

"Do you two need a room?" brought their attention onto Pyrrha, Nora, and Ren staring at them.

Placing his hands on Yang's hips, "No," said Winston sliding her off, "Just giving Jaune some sparring tips," standing up, "We are leaving," pulling Yang to her feet, "Good luck, Jaune," leading a smiling Yang down the stairs.

Leaning against Jaune, "Would you like to practice what you learned from Winston?" asked Pyrrha.

Exiting the hostel, "Still got time to watch Get Mean," remarked Winston.

"You asshole," brought their attention onto Team CRDL matching towards them.

"How did The Blue Oyster Cult treated you?" asked Winston.

"You recommended The Blue Oyster Cult to them?" said Yang, "Did you try the salad bar?"

"There was a salad bar?"

"Yes, it was in the front."

"She's right," said Sky Lark, "I had the shrimp with Ranch."

"How I would like to paint the pavement with your face?" remarked Winston grabbing Yang's hand, "I have a movie to catch," pulling Yang away.

Opening the door, Blake's head peeked into the room. Noticing everyone's asleep, she slowly pushed the door open. Tip toeing into the room, she quietly made her way towards nightstand.

Placing a form medium size cup and a bag of bangles on the nightstand, she turned towards her side of the room.

"Bring your bribe," said Weiss standing up, "and let's talk in the hallway."

Sitting outside their room, Weiss peered into the bag.

Staring at her name written on the cup, "Forgot to spell B.I.T.C.H. as my name."

"It's a peace offering for the rude behavior of my co workers

"Never let your sense of morals get in the way of doing what's right."

"Do you really mean that or are you just saying that?" chewing on a bangle, "besides I wouldn't be waitress if I didn't get you order right."

"A terrorist to waitress, an improvement or degradation."