Xander got up and stumbled towards their room. The hotel wasn't a five star one, but it sure as hell wasn't a motel either. When he got to the room door he started fumbling for his key. After about five minutes he finally got a hold of the little card thing. For the next ten minutes he tried to get the door open. When he did he was greeted with Ava and Mikey laying in each others arms with a faint glow around them. "Oh what the hell. Did you really need to have a romp in the sack in the same room as the one I have to sleep in? I mean that's a big no-no in my book. I'm gonna have a long talk with you later Mikey. Though for right now, I've got a date with the white throne about some rapid evacuation." Xander stumbled towards the bathroom and then proceeded to vomit his last few drinks up. While between surges he was taking sips from his hip flask. He knew that he was gonna have a hangover, but Xander really didn't really care at this point.