"Bummer" He said, secretly relieved. The tattoo was going to be an obvious problem, he though. Maybe he should man up and act surprised when the tattoo wasn't there when he showered. Then she'd also have to see his Property of the Canadian Government body... Surely Kingy didn't have that.
"Righty-o. So... Abbers, I thinking we should share the bed. Sure, you might have to deal with me post-bean burrito, but I'd have to deal with your snoring so I say we call it even." He chirped as they walked back to the hotel. "I'll even let you spoon me!" He said as if that would sweeten the deal.