Jack clasped Cuckoos forearm. "Come back with our shields or on them." he said. "But I really think we might want to change before heading downstairs. I at least need to get dressed. Running around a hotel in nothing but a towel isn't exactly going to do wonders for my reputation."<br/><br/>He set the guitar carefully aside and wandered over to the dresser, pulling out underwear and a black silk shirt. A pair of dressy trousers from a hanger on the wardrobe completed the outfit. 'I'm just going to go finish up in the bathroom and get changed." he announced. "I'll just be a couple of minutes."<br/><br/>He gathered his clothes and wandered into the bathroom to finish his morning ablutions and get dressed. "Did our contact say who else was coming along on this magic carpet ride?" he called out.