<div class="floatleft">(http://www.koreanzombieshirt.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/korean-zombie-shirt-chan-sung-jung-wec.jpg)<br/></div>"Gae saeki," Chan swore setting the letter down on the nightstand. Hungover was not his favorite way to wake up. The sunlight blazing through the break in the curtains stabbed at his eyes - making his head pound. Felt like a dwarf trying to mine it's way out of his frontal lobe. Stomach uneasy. Unsure whether it wanted to play ball or give the Arcadia's carpets the Monkey Prince special treatment. "I need to stop drinking with Dad."<br/><br/>"Hmm..." the buxom, naked, and slowly awakened blonde on his right said with a languid smile. "What was that, Monkey Boy? Sounded like an offer to get breakfast in bed."<br/><br/>"That sounds like a good plan," the other blonde said from his left and giving him that same half practiced, half real smile. "Aren't you a sweetheart for suggesting it?"<br/><br/>The athletic Korean man - no more dressed than either of his bedmates - started to argue but shrugged instead and disentangled himself from them. His legs were rubber but a few steps saw them steady. Pleasant aches echoed last nights pleasures through him. Reminders of things he only half remembered in bits and pieces through a haze of drink and drugs. Chan hadn't felt like this since this since Tijuana.<br/><br/>Hopefully nothing ended up online this time.<br/><br/>Twenty minutes later roomservice had arrived with steaks and burgers and some little salad thing Lexus - Mercedes? Porche? It had definitely been a car name - wanted. Said she was a vegan and yammered on about GMOs and organic food. The other blonde - Krystal maybe? - listened intently. Damn near wide eyed. Both beautiful but the smartest thing to ever come from between their lips was the scion sliding on a pair of tattered black jeans. A black t-shirt emblazoned with the Punisher's skull went on quickly before he grabbed a burger from the cart.<br/><br/>"Well, ladies, it's been fun. At least I think it has. Pretty sure it has been. Hell if I know really," Chan shrugged eating with one hand and grabbing his possessions with the other. Wallet, cellphone, keys with a silver beaten monkey's head on them, a single scarred silver drachma, and a red wood souvenir mini bat bound with leather and bearing chinese characters along the side. "But I've got a meeting to get to. Very important.  All about saving the world and monsters and gods. Fun stuff. So, Lexus, Krystal - enjoy the food and be out of here by 2pm. Seriously."<br/><br/>He paused as if expecting an argument but all he got was Lexus speaking up and saying, "Marie and Sandra."<br/><br/>"What?"<br/><br/>"I'm Marie and that's Sandra," not Lexus said speaking slowly and pointing towards not Krystal.<br/><br/>"Huh... I wasn't even close," Chan said running his hand through his short cropped black hair and giving them both a grin. "Sorry about that. You know what? To make it up to you why don't you stay here another night? Roomservice. Use the spa. Buy a hooker. Whatever you want. Live it up. And I promise that the next time I see you I will most likely - even probably - remember your names."<br/><br/>Their faces lit up and he was reminded why he'd chosen them (Or Dad had chosen them. Whatever.) They might not be bright but they were gorgeous, easy, and willing to play. He felt himself stir to life as Sandra gave him another practiced look and asked, "Maybe you could come back tonight too?"<br/><br/>"Tempting. Maybe I will," the Monkey Prince lied slipping out the door. He bumped into a cellphone obsessed businessman on the way almost knocking him over and giving a half hearted apology in the face of the man's curses. By the time he hit the ground floor he was whistling and the grin was solidly entrenched on his face. Sliding a hastily signed credit card - apparently the cellphonehole's name was Richard Rinkel - across the desk and said, "Give the ladies in 241 another night and anything else they want. Put it all on my card."<br/><br/>Life lesson #17 - Never be a Penis Wrinkle in the same state as a son of Sun Wukong.