The cab ride seemed to take a long time, but by the time they were pulling up along side the hotel it was all completely over. When Keith got out she did as well, sliding over the seats to get out of the side he was holding open for her. There was a light smile to her lips as she placed her hand over the top of his as he held her door open.<br/><br/>"Thank you Keith."<br/><br/>Making their way into the hotel, Zebel waited by the elevators as Keith went to get there keys. Smoothing her hands down along side her dress she soothed out her nervousness as well as keep the mid-thigh dress in place. Her gaze looked over her shoulder to Keith, he was a large protective bear, and she couldn't figure out why, as of yet, he sought a need to protect her compared to protecting another woman like Liz or... anyone. Keith was perhaps the jolly green giant, minus the green flesh and the happiness, he seemed to always be serious. She hadn't got a good beat on Keith yet, but the longer she stayed around him the more she picked up from him, but she feared the longer she stayed around him the more... attracted and wanting of him she would become.<br/><br/>Turning away she looked to her reflection in the mirror like form of the elevator, seeing Keith coming up behind her with the keys in hand.  Once he was by her Zebel summoned the elevator and stepped within it, this time Keith didn't have to hold the door for her. Pushing the fourth button on the keypad in the elevator before stepping into the back corner of the elevator, holding the rails of it as she closed her eyes. Zebel breathed in and out slowly, she hated elevators... if it hadn't been for the 'drunkenness' she would have taken the stairs instead of this thing.  She kept herself braced against the corner, holding her eyes tightly as she lowered her head down, she would be so much happy when this two second ride was over.<br/><br/>Once the elevator came to a stop and opened for them Zebel was the first to get out of there, rushing away from it as she went down the hallway  a little bit. Once she came to a stop she looked over her shoulder to Keith, taking the key to her own room It was just a key and a tag on it that said 447. Walking down the hall now she came to her room number, pushing the key into the knob as she stopped and looked over to Keith.<br/><br/>"The night was... fun... I hope you sleep well, and recover from your injury from the train incident."<br/><br/>She wasn't sure what to say, you would think there wouldn't be any need for words, that she would just walk into her room and that would be it. No she couldn't do that to him, after everything he had went through and done for her tonight, a little thank you and get well comment was more then owed to him. Though as she looked up at him... he had nothing else to say, least nothing else she thought would be... right for the time.