Max raised a curious eyebrow.  VIP rooms, he thought, how odd.  It must be part of the package.  That was really the only explanation.  While he'd tried to look reasonably "in," there was no way he'd pass for money like most of these people had.  This must be something built in with the lottery.  And again, he certainly wasn't going to refuse.  He didn't know all of the details but somehow, the words "VIP rooms" in combination with this station had an aura of exotic mystery all around them.<br/><br/>He took in the contours of the female body ahead rather hungrily as he trailed along.  "Are you going to be my guide... All the way?" he asked with a voice heavy with anticipation, his hand drifting toward her arm and hoping to lock it with his.  Then perhaps he could get closer and push more of their surfaces together...  As curious as the architecture was, she looked much more delicious.  "And what are you called," he added in an expectant voice.  He imagined it must be something heavenly, but as his eyes ran down her cleavage he wasn't going to quibble, really.