"Ah! She got you, didn't she?" the bartender replied with a chuckle. "Hope you bring a friend... for your sake... Her room'll be the one with the big anarchy A on the door. Can't really miss it."<br/><br/>John, the one in the suit, sees the table being cleared out somewhat as some girls begin coaxing the passed out and drunken men to their own rooms. Jack is still standing there, or rather swaying in place, about to pass out again it seems.