He walked side by side with Alice, happy that she had enjoyed her ride so much. Once inside he tugged aside one of the employees and asked her to help out the pink cheeked red-head.<br/>"Alice, I'll wait outside the changing rooms, take your time."<br/>With a final smile he disappeared into the men's section. The entire time he had been packing light, living out of his saddle bags but he was preparing for a longer stay. Vincent was not a difficult when it came to clothes, a pair of jeans and button down shirt, socks, boxers and a few undershirts and sweats for the crisp mornings and he was ready to go. Incredibly the basics was a near full basket, he figured they would have to hail a cab for their bags back home. Once finished he sat by the dressing room, looking for her. He found himself yawning, recalling what she said about sharing the bed. He rushed off to get a large blanket and a few extra pillows, he would need to worry about a better place to stay, the motel life would not cut it.