Irene ran up the stairs, never even looking towards the bar.  She let herself into the room and closed the door behind her.  She drew the lightwreight drapes over the window, frowning as they just hung in the still midday heat.  She made a pass into the bath room to grab a cloth, dipping it into a bucket of water to then wash her face, neck, chest.  She disrobed quickly and hung her clothes on the available hooks in the room.  Irene rinsed her cloth and washed her feet, then hurried to the bedroom to leap to the center of the bed as Sam knocked on the door.<br/><br/>"Come in," she said with a laugh.  Irene lay down on her stomach, wadding the bedding with her arms to rest her chin.<br/><br/>"I know you might be hungry..." she started.  "But, I think we should start with an appetizer..." Irene said, one eyebrow quirking as she watched Sam enter.