“If its no trouble I'll take my stuff to the room first.” He commented as he watched her primp a bit in the mirror. Did he mention he loved women? Shaking his head at himself he turned and headed for Room #3, tossing a smile in the redhead's direction as he passed. As he continued on he passed the stunning blonde with victory rolls and killer curves as she leaned over, talking with another guy and his brows rose slightly. It seemed The Honeypot was full of honeys indeed.<br/><br/>It didn't take him long to reach his room and with quick easy movements he dropped his bag and shed his ski jacket. Wanting to be a bit more comfortable, he shed the rest of his snowboarding gear, which was just a tad uncomfortable now that he was inside where it was warm. He used the bathroom to freshen up just a bit before he pulled on a pair of jeans, a black polo with a long sleeved white undershirt, and a pair of sneakers. He thought it best to be comfortable rather than overly warm and damp from the snow outside, and it never hurt to smell good when women were involved. After hanging up his jacket and pants to dry so the room would still be neat, he ran a hand through his damp hair and scooped up his wallet before exiting his room. There was no reason he shouldn't get to socialize a bit with the girls—he had plenty of time to kill.