John nodded and rose as well, putting out his own cigarette and leaving the sodden mass of napkins where it was. He'd apologize to Belial later, if it came up.

He thought about offering her his arm, but not quite sure how she'd take it, he settled for falling in beside her at a respectable distance. "You'd be on the third floor, I expect?" he guessed. The big suites on the second were all occupied, as far as he knew.