As the sun was setting Freddie walked into the hotel, his one arm dragging a suit case along behind him. The small wheels broke the silence as they rolled on the floor. Walking to the font desk to checking in after the other guest stepped away he sighed a little to himself tired but still looking for a good time as always. With his free hand he searched his pocket for an id and credit card. Lydia was the women he had been speaking to as he looked down to her. “Please darling be a doll and give me the biggest room you have. Money is not a problem.” Placing the ideas on the counter needed to pay he reached over to grab a hotel map looking at all the little treats they had for mortals and immortals alike. “Oh lovely a pool, heated. Well that is something I may have to check out later.” Snapping his fingers a moment as he remembered something very important. “Do make sure the mini bar is full, just in case I bring a friend over later.”<br/><br/>Looking over to the bar and watching the other women scrubbing the bar top. The place looking less then thrilling tonight. “Or not...”, Freddie said with a sigh of displeasure. “Where are all the good men at, am I right?” The famous singer said as he looked back to the women behind the desk. “Tell me where the fun is at? Please… Please put my hotel room in a different name, Joe Blow. Johnny Long… think of something corny will you? Please?“