Nalia couldn’t wipe the smile from her face. His words went from sweet to vulgar, back to sweet again and with a hint of naughty. He was all over the place and she couldn’t help but laugh. She shook her head at his inability to carry her, never expecting him to do any sort of thing. Once they reached the towels and their clothes and he pulled out his card, flashing the number, she pulled out her own card and flashed the blank white slate. She had no number on hers. “All rooms are private. Mine is no more private than anybody else’s because this card will open all of them. You forget it’s my hotel.” She ended with a wink and an arrogant grin. “Well, technically mine and my sister’s, but still all the same.”<br/><br/>With that, she grabbed his hand and held it as she led him through the room to an elevator at the end. With the push of a button, the doors opened, and she steered the two of them inside. Before selecting a floor, she stopped and mused for a moment before turning to look at him with a questioning expression. “Did you by any chance pick a theme for your room when you booked it?” Depending on his theme, if any, she may just tap the 15th floor button, or perhaps choose something else, having not fully decided what would be a good choice just yet.