After finding out directions to Rose's suite and resisting the urge to try wandering around the place, John eventually found himself down the right corridor.
He sighed and ran a hand through his brown hair, this was going to be extremely awkward...he could feel it. And that feeling had nothing to do with his mental abilities, he just knew it because it had been awkward before he and Rose had become an item. Oh joy, this was going to be so much bloody fun.
Running a hand down his face and then taking a deep breath, John knocked on (what he hoped was) the right door. One rap. And then he shoved his hands into his trouser pockets, rocking slightly on his heels.