Cooper sighed heavily. "So no robots."<br/><br/>He hefted his bag and looked down the hall to the row of private room doors. "Any old port in a storm, I guess."<br/><br/>He trudged along the tile, trying doorknobs, until he found one that was unlocked - Number Four. Assuming that meant it was unoccupied, he opened the door and went inside to unpack. It was a pleasant enough space, airy and bright, with large windows that looked out onto the lawn and garden. Cooper dropped his sea bag on the bed and flopped down beside it.<br/><br/>"Well. At least she said a girl..."