Next thing on Molly's list of things needed once she had finished two cigarettes in the relative shelter of the terrace was a drink, preferably a stiff one. When she came back in someone had placed the bottles atop the counter and she grabbed a small bottle of Grey Goose and without even bothering to look for a glass or a paper cup to drink from opened the bottle and downed about half in one go. The strong drink warmed her insides and only then did she attempt a smile and looked around at the other three people gathered in the suite, two airline employees and some buff, rough looking guy.<br/>"Well, hello there," she said with a nod at each of the others in turn.<br/>"Anyone called the shower yet?" she asked<br/>A hot shower was the third item on the list of things she needed at that moment.<br/><br/>She emptied the bottle and opened her hard case on wheels to pick out a change of clothes, washed-out black jeans, a slate grey shirt and black boxer briefs and since no one spoke up about having called the shower she headed for the bathroom. She made sure to lock the door before stripping out of her old clothes. She showered for about fifteen minutes before towelling off and brushed her hair back over her scalp, got dressed and returned to the rest of the group.