Kevin wasn't the smartest man, but he knew when his plan was successful. Much to the ire of the other men in the bar, many of whom were leaving at this point, he requested a room from the barkeep. "Let's get you there, then," he said. "And out of those oh-so-tight clothes," he added, with a lecherous grin and a laugh.<br/><br/>Wrapping an arm around her (which he used to grope her, openly!), and throwing her arm over his shoulder, to lean on him, he began to all but drag her upstairs towards the room he'd rented, huffing and puffing a bit by the time they got there; he wasn't terribly strong. "I'm lookin' forward to this, luv," he said, as he guided her inside the small room, the bed small enough that they'd likely be uncomfortable if they used it for an extended period.