Four to a room, by the look of things-- or less, of course, for those lucky enough to be assigned a room that had not already been filled.

[ Truthfully, though, he hadn't stayed too long himself, only got about a night or two's worth of impressions before Jopson dragged him home, so he's really not much more of an expert.

He smiles a bit wryly as he nods again, although he isn't sure why; this isn't a situation for smiling, as if the two of them are actually enjoying each other's company. Maybe it's just that a couple of drinks sounds particularly tempting right now, because after the day he's had he very much longs to no longer be suffering it sober. ]

Have you time for one now? [ Since Irving has no money, nor any other Dominant on hand to ask to escort him into a bar. ] A drink?