Eliza offered the cabbie a wry little smile and took the card, reading it in front of him before paying. She let her eyes linger whenever possible and got out of the car slowly, giving him a nice look at her jean clad ass, and if he looked close enough, still damp jeans crotch. She grabbed her belongings from the trunk and then sashayed into the lobby.<br/><br/>She headed for the front desk, trying to look amazed by the size and regality of the hotel, looking around everywhere. When she got there she smiled at the clerk. "I'm going to need a room, please? How much do you charge a week..?"<br/><br/>As she smiled she grabbed one of her IDs and the matching credit card and layed them on the counter. smiling softly.