Valoren kept walking, "That won't be necessary, I have quite the savings built up."<br/>He walked into a 5 star hotel still carrying his burden.  He approached the concierge with a look of chagrin.<br/>"It seems my lady is a tad worn out, she enjoys being outgoing." a faint smile formed on his lips like that of fond memories, "A suite if you please, presidential."<br/>He produced a card.  It was the central account of a rather large network of accounts that deposited interest from the houses that he had worked for during his two hundred year effort as a Butler.  Technically speaking he was well enough off to live the rest of his days without ever having to lift another finger.  As a demon however he lived to serve.<br/>"As well as another on that level for use for her staff," he gestured to those that had followed him into the building.