Jean sighs. "I do wish you would stop mentioning that. I regret it and I've sworn off alcohol." He grins slightly. "I also notice you chose not to comment on my being handsome." He chuckles. "Still doesn't explain your embarrassment, after all, the Bavarians aren't here."

He steps over to the room next to Hans' room. He unlocks it and then hands her the key. "This one will be yours. The complimentary Republican Guardsman should be here shortly. They're a bit overwhelmed by the number of people who actually took my father up on his invitation." Jean steps back from the door.