"That is appreciated," Anton said. "Drinking is also discouraged, but that is primarily in groups--contrary to what some others may say, I do not mind drinking in itself; only the results. Therefore I do require every effort to minimise those results, even if it means not drinking at all." People drinking in groups did stupid things, and people witnessing people choosing not to drink while others did also did stupid things. Anton had once almost destroyed a tavern, and everyone inside, because Erskine and Dexter had spiked his non-alcoholic cider with alcoholic cider.

It had been early on in their association. No one had died, so he'd forgiven them for it. (He'd forgive the other Dead Men for a lot.)

"There is roof access which is being used as a smoking area," Anton continued with a relevant detail he had not mentioned last night, given the speed of the arrival. "There's a set of pull-down stairs above the grandfather clock on the third floor. I advise against attempting to leave the premises from there--" There were a number of people in Keeliai who enjoyed not using doors. "--as the Hotel's state of interdimensionality appears to have created something of a barrier."

He inclined his head slightly. "Aside from that, are your room amenities sufficient for your needs, or do you require me to bring anything up?"