The hotel elevator doors opened, but nobody emerged. A handsome man and a beautiful woman leaned against the elevator's inner wall, kissing passionately, oblivious to the surveillance camera.
Justin's hands were everywhere, and as they started to wander lower, Lana grabbed one of them.
"We should be getting out now," Lana said.
Justin hit the door-open button just before the doors closed. Wrapping his arms around Lana's shoulders, they both stepped out of the elevator.
They arrived at the room door where Justin used his keycard to open it and then he slammed it shut behind them.
He had taken that "stuff" before the party and was feeling hyper, ready to make a move.
But Lana put her hands in front of her. "Wait, let me just put my bag down."
Justin glanced at the handbag between them, which was indeed a nuisance, and momentarily ceased his actions.
