Jameson stepped inside, looking around at her room before sitting down on the unoccupied bed. "I call dibs on this bed for the night. I gotta have a good spot in case anything good goes down." he said with a chuckle. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a silver hip flask. "Didn't think I'd get to use this so soon." He said with a grin. He unscrewed the cap and took a sip of quality Kentucky bourbon. "Ah, nothing like the good stuff."