Lobby.
Isobel herself was not in much of a better state. She was specked with the same soil that covered Trenton, some of it even darkening her blond hair. Matching panties and bra were all that she wore, and when Trenton nudged her out of the comfort of dream land, a little groan of annoyance escaped her. "Sleepy," she mumbled, grabbing out blindly towards him to try and pull him back in towards her. It was that grab that threw her off balance, hand hitting the sheet above her head and confusing a muddled, sleepy mind.
Blue eyes opened slowly, blinking blearily at the sheet that Trenton had pulled away from the furniture, and slowly, awareness started to come back to her. "What are we..." Words trailed off and she pushed herself off, looking to the side towards Trenton.
"Are we in the lobby? In our..." A quick check of herself saw the bra and panties, and Trenton's dirtied boxers when she looked at him. An embarrassed squeal left her and she grabbed for the sheet to pull it back towards her, covering her not-so-indecent self. "In our underwear?!" she finished with a hiss, clutching the sheet to her chest.