Max was surprised that yet another room would be decorated this way, but anything was possible and of course the ownership had the money.  Although he'd seen the girl before, he doubted that was too common...  Anyway, if it matterd he was the kind of guy that figured it couldn't hurt to try anything once.  Well, not too much.  It would probably boil down to riding lessons soon enough, meaning the kind that take place on a large bed.  The rest was usually for show, after all.  Some droid would probably crack the whip a few times in the air and say something real silly before she asked what speed to suck at.  Or something like that.<br/><br/>At this point he didn't care too much.  The drink had been good, and hey, it was a nice big room.  And so far more private than the VIP madness he'd seen earlier, not that it had been so bad there either.  He didn't think he would mind that neighborly noise if things got down to it.  So long as everyone could keep their mares straight.<br/><br/>He was a little surprised to see the princess so soon, but decided it must be a recording.  Surely she was off entertaining more lucrative visitors.  It also wasn't so surprising that she didn't like his clothes, and the bin made him chuckle.  They were playing it up a bit thick, but it must be the one thing in the room that saved her money.  Maybe he'd get to have it on with some entertainer in style.  Why not.  He shrugged out of his outfit, folding the pants loosely and being careful to put the rental vest on top of the pile.<br/><br/>If no one came along to provide replacements soon, he planned on going over in his solid blue briefs to peek in the cupboards.  They were just too big not to wonder.