Seth's eyes lifted as the young woman moved into his line of sight, his gaze caught by her dark hair and her red pajamas. He watched her for a moment as she took the long swig of what he assumed was vodka, since it was a clear liquid and fuck all if anyone around her drank water like that, and he smirked.
"Morning. No thanks. Losing my taste for it." He'd go down and get something eventually. Hit up the bar in his room that seemed to be constantly restocked. He would have killed for some Vicodin to chase away the headache he seemed to have. A percoset would have topped it off well. He knew better than to chase too many pills with too much drink. After all, that's what had undone Mommy Dearest.
He was only interested in this woman so far as her attractiveness went. She was petite and exotic looking, like a Siamese cat. "Seth."