[i][b]Outside Benjamin's room, Adrian.[/i][/b]

Adrian made his way to Benjamin's room that was a floor above his own, and knocked on Benjamin's large, golden door, [i]"This is a bit much,"[/i] he thought, but then he looked about the mansion. [i]"Then again, everything here is a bit much."[/i] Adrian then glanced at a nearby clock hung on the wall and noted the time. 

He attempted to turn the handle on the door, but the door was locked. After a few moments no one came to answer the door, and Adrian beat upon the door again, harder and faster now. "Where's Lydia when you need her?"

Just then, a handsome and well-muscled man in his underwear peaked our from behind the door, "Yes?"

"Where's Benjamin?" asked Adrian. 

The man opened the door further for Adrian to come in. Adrian walked into the well-lavished and expensive room and to the left laid a sleeping Benjamin in his California king sized bed with nine other nude men and women. Adrian walked to the bed and nudge him once, and Benjamin only stirred slightly. Adrian pushed him even harder and Benjamin's eyes fluttered open. 

"Adrian," he said groggily. "Sorry, but I think you're a little late for the party, but we can restart if ya want." 

"Someone infiltrated your mansion."

"...Is that, like, a metaphor or something? 'Cause I mainly do all the infiltrating," he said with wink and chuckle as he sat up.

"No, someone snuck into where we sleep and deleted a picture."

Benjamin suddenly perked up upon Adrian's words, but he quickly relaxed again when Adrian said they only deleted a picture.

Benjamin waved away his concern, "I'm sorry chap, but if all they did was delete a picture, I fail to see an issue. Maybe it's a nude pic? Those are everywhere..."

"Are you serious? You don't see a problem here? The issue is that someone was able to somehow come into where one of us sleeps, and could've done any number of things to us, but didn't. We were vulnerable, all of us. Including your... prostitutes."

"Adrian, please! Have a little tact! They're escorts!"

"My dorm room may have been small and far less...gold at S.U.P.E.S., but at least I knew when someone came in and I could properly defend myself."

"Listen, I'm sure this is just a process of being number one. Besides, there are a plethora of super powered teens who have powers to sneak around, and then use them just to delete a picture for any number of reasons. This doesn't seem like anything to worry about."

[i][b]Willow's room, Dillon and Willow.[/i][/b]

"You're welcome," said Dillon and she sat down next to Willow on his bed. "Listen, we need to keep calm. Especially now or else we'll end up tearing one another apart. Through your dreams? Are you sure? If so, I don't even know how we could combat that..."