Grace leaned up on her side, propping her head up on her hand. "Not really," she shrugged one shoulder. "You're not seriously considering sleep yet, are you?" she held back a laugh, "You're not old enough to be tired this early." she giggled softly.
After a moment or two of silence, Grace shifted, sitting up. "Do you think we could get the minibar open?" she asked with a slight grin. She knew they could, and before he had even answered her, she made a 'follow me' motion with her hand as she climbed off the bed, fully intent on being the one to open it. "Can't hurt to try, right?" she shot a glance at him over her shoulder.