With a groan of disapproval, Addiction rolled off the bed and grabbed the pack and lighter. She then flopped back onto the bed and lit up. Taking a deep drag she breathed in deep and exhaled. Well, this was fun. "I got it..."

She rolled over a little and grabbed the phone, hitting the button to dial room service. "Hey... alright we need strawberries, some form of chocolate... huh? Oh, yeah that's fine. Um, one lobster tail, a couple steaks... no, medium? Yeah. Anything else?" she looked over.

Wylie grunted that he wanted a cheeseburger.