"Stay here," Billy Guard insisted. He answered the door and saw several people out there. "What do you want?"
"This room is silent," one of them told him. "You are Baby Maker. Why aren't we hearing moaning? Shouting? At the very least, bed squeaking?"
Ugh. "Maybe we are just exhausted," he said.
"You are Baby Maker," another one said to him. "You have to be with her every night, to create a baby now. If you can't do it, let someone else try."
"Or do you want to hear complaining to Cheery Pie? If you aren't doing anything at night, then you'll be doing something during the day," another one called him out. "A lot of kissing."
"I'm not feeling well," Sunny said from the bed. She was still very covered up. "He's being a gentlemen."