In Jelani's smile, wicked had beaten sweet's ass and was now reigning supreme. "We shall!"

The hotel was indeed just around the corner. Jelani stalked up to the front desk and demanded the swankiest room they had. The honeymoon suite? Sure, why the frag not? Big bed? Good. Stocked bar? Even better. We'll take it.

They had barely made it to the elevator before Jelani was undoing Wylie's belt while at the same time trying to figure out where to start with Addiction's outfit.