To your room

Despite you both being a bit tipsy, somehow you lead her back to your room on the top floor.

"Wow," Stephanie exclaims when she comes in, "this is MUCH nicer than I expected for a hotel room."

For you, this room is your pride and joy in life: because not only is it the biggest room in the hotel, but you installed a kitchen and several rooms.

"I'm happy you like it Steph," you say while wrapping your arm around her waist.

"But," she turns around and faces you, "there has to be a catch to all this, right? You can't just give me a room like this for free."

"Well," you inhale. "The room is free. The only catch is... the room is mine."

At this moment, Stephanie let out a giant laugh, filling the room.

"Oh John, you sly dog you. And I can't exactly sleep somewhere else, you know that. So you give me what I want in a nice room, and you give yourself what you really want: me. Am I right?"

"Uhhhhhh..."

"That's a yes. Listen," Stephanie steps nose-to-nose with you, "I can tell you're single: so am I. I can also tell that you want me. And to be honest... I kinda want you as well. Stop blushing!"

Steph continues. "Before things get deeper, I want to... ask you a question."

"What?"

"Are you thirsty?"