[KingCrowley]

Tony sighed and watched Star stomp off like a big toddler and he debated dragging him back down for a quick tanning but thought against it in the end. "And I want you in bed within the hour! Or you can have a talk with the paddle too!" he called up to him and then actually went upstairs to check on Meredith. Hearing the guitar, he frowned and entered the bedroom. "Meredith Benton!" he snapped, and full names meant business, especially when Daddy or Brock had said it. "I told you to go to bed, and that means to sleep." he scolded and leaned against the door frame. "Put your guitar away and get into bed, before you find yourself sleeping on your stomach." he said, tone stern and everyone knew not to mess with Anthony Cross when he used that stern tone.

"And you-" he turned to Star and slapped his covered ass again, "Wipe that grin off your face." he informed and then let the man go for a shower, but he was prepared for a tantrum if it came up somehow. And with Star, that was usually inevitable.

Slider looked up at Brock over his drink and felt a nervous shiver creep over his back when he saw the paddle in his hand. Of course, he would never admit to that fear though. Hearing his first name being used, the cocky stripper almost complied with his order but then he remembered that he never followed anyone else's rules because they didn't apply to him. "Put it down?" he asked and smirked, "Sure, and I know exactly where to set it down." he answered, getting up and then actually throwing the drink over Brock. "Goodnight Handsome." he laughed, putting the now empty glass down and walking past him to head up to his room. It wasn't exactly night but he still felt it could be said.

Across the hall, Rio's door opened and the man sighed angrily, his glare going over to Star. "Oh my God, will you just shut up already, some of us are trying to sleep here!" he snapped, his tone annoyed rather than peppy like it usually was.