Ryan nodded, removing one of his business cards from the gold case in his breast pocket and writing a room number on the back with the pen he kept there. A smirk played across his lips as he thought about a night with the thing on the table, and he couldn't wait now for the party to end. A thousand dollars wasn't all that much for a high end whore. Especially since he wasn't taking her to some function first. And if this boded as well as he thought it did....

Oh, yes, he was quite pleased with his experiences so far on this Pleasure Island. Looking around the room, he took in all the pets that had been brought that night. Most of them were female and most of those carried themselves with the somewhat dejected look of the well used. Yes, there were many and varied pleasures to be had here, and Ryan fully intended to sample them all.

"One thousand will be fine," he said simply, grinning as he finished his shot and sat the glass down with a clink on the table. "Until then, I believe I will go back to my room. It was nice meeting you gentlemen," he said with a smile, then nodded once, more deeply to Ethan before turning and leaving the party. After all, the sooner people left, the sooner she'd be in his bed.