Truant dancers

So, I'm sitting at the bar in my local den of iniquity, talking with the other PLs about how it's 1PM and here's not a girl on the floor. Bad juju for a club that opens at 11AM, but typical for the industry. The bartender started naming the good girls (reliable ones who showed up on time), fair ones (would show up, usually, but almost always late), and the bad ones (violated the club's schedule, and their own, more than 50% of the time. He named one girl in particular because everybody loved her, she was sexy as fuck, but just couldn't seem to get to work on time and would rarely pick up a phone and offer an excuse for being late. I think her name was Flower. The bartender said she'd been given an ultimatum-show up on time or have a bulletproof reason why she couldn't. This actually distressed some of the other girls and more than a few of the regulars because she was a super popular dancer, and nobody wanted to see her get booted.

Trouble was that her name was on the whiteboard, and she was AWOL. The bartender had just pointed this out to us, when the phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and said, "Well, speak of the devil, it's fuckin' Flower!" He put the phone on speaker mode and answered. A cute little voice on the other end said, "Hi, are you guys open?" He said the place was open. "How many girls are there?" Not many, he affirmed. "How about Flower, does she still work there?" He laughed and said, "Yeah, you still work here, if you get your ass down here in 30 minutes!" It still took her an hour.