Jack laughed at the blond woman's comment, "Indeed, I could do that, but perhaps I would end up tangled up in a tree if I did that."  He smiled at the blond, "Although if you were my nurse, I certainly would not mind."  As she talked services that the Honeypot offered, Jack listened attentively and his grin only grew bigger.  He had thought such places had only existed on paper or the stories men told each other at stag parties.  But it was an actual hotel that provided hot girls on tap.<br/><br/>"Any girl you say?"  Jack took one of the keys from the blond's hand.  "This blizzard won't be so cold after all..."  He pocketed his room key after taking a look at the number then at the girls he could see speculatively.  First though, he had to drop off his luggage.  There were plenty of girls to choose from and only three other men in the hotel.  Pickings would not be slim at all.  Picking up his luggage, Jack headed to his room.  Opening the door, he whistled.  The room was very well appointed, a steal even if the girls charged more for a night's fun.  Jack placed his clothes away and hung up his coat to dry in the closet.  After toweling off his hair, Jack checked himself in the mirror before heading back downstairs.<br/><br/>He headed towards the bar where the others were congregated.  Jack pulled out a twenty and placed it on the bartop as he gestured to the lady setting out supplies.  "A bottle of lager please, miss."  Jack grinned roguishly as he tried to engage her in conversation.  "Something to cut the chill.  Also I'd like to know the name of the beautiful lady I'm addressing.  You can call me Jack."