<br/>I brush my fingers against the stain, a heady rush flowing through me as the maid knocks. "One moment!" I call, pushing the carpet back into some semblance of order. Finishing up I head to the door, tossing it open. "Is there anywhere here other guests are likely to gather?" I ask, grinning and bright eyed - I feel on top of the world, in spite of the little voice in my mind saying "Was that blood? That was obviously blood...".<br/><br/>I've taken on worse than a stain before, and I'm not going to let it bother me - I'm feeling on top of my game, no point sitting back and wasting the night.