She giggled again and pulled him backwards to the door, one hand snaking off his neck to the knob and opening it. It was indeed the bedroom. Well appointed, like some Victorian period hotel... but with four poster bed twice the size of a regular king. "I may have requested some... modifications to my home," her voice was breathy as she ran her hands up his back, tugging gently at his shirt. "So what kind of things are you thinking about? I did promise not to pry again."