The next morning, in the presidential suite on the top floor of the international business hotel, Scarlet woke up with a hangover. She opened her eyes and looked around the room. Scarlet found herself in a strange place and was very confused, "How did I get here? Where am I? What happened to me last night?"
These three philosophical questions swirled in her mind. Scarlet had no answers until she looked into the living room of the suite. Instantly, she remembered the night before. She was drunk, met a man and then she passed out.
"God, what are you doing, bringing me to this hotel? Did you take my clothes off? What did you do to me?"
Suddenly Scarlet sat up in bed, and her first reaction was to look under the blanket. She had found that a bathrobe replaced her clothes. Seeing this, Scarlet became angry.
"Good heavens! You! Why am I like this? What kind of man are you?"
