It really was an honest question.  Not really meant to completely screw up Edwin's date with the hot bartender.  Her general rule is never to go anywhere by herself, but as the group splits up and goes to bed she frowns a little. "Something tells me we're not all invited." It's said with a small smirk as she looks over to Allison to nudge her in the side.  The takes up her hot chocolate and drinks the rest of it in short order.  "Hey, how about me and you go get lost in the town tomorrow?"  Basically get lost because they don't have a guide.<br/><br/>After either a yay or nay to her plans for the next day Taylor smiles. "Well I'm going to go to bed, I think.  Or stare at the snow or something for a while.  Goodnight." She nods to Allison and then carries her bag up to her room.  She debates for a few moments whether or not to unpack, and decides against it.  Instead she just takes out the machete and contemplates exploring the hotel a little bit.  She's not just extremely tired, but if she wants to get a fresh start in the morning she'll have to go to bed soon.<br/><br/>Taking the machete with her, after deciding not to explore, she heads into the bathroom and sets the blade, propped up, against the wall near the shower.  She then strips and gets clean before going back into her room to air out the tights she had been wearing.  She sets the long johns and the tights next to the bed, along with her boots to make sure that if something happens, all she has to do is jump into her clothes.  With that, she flops into bed, nude and pulls the blankets and such up around her.  Time to attempt to sleep.  Really, she's kind of surprised with how quickly she passes out, since she had taken a nap in the car.  Maybe trudging around the in the snow had made her tired or something.  No matter, soon the sun-kissed beauty if fast asleep, her machete now leaning up against the night stand, well within arms reach.