"Oh... so we are. Excuse me." Vincent hustles into the bedroom... finds no clothes there, then checks around the rest of the suite, until he manages to make himself halfway decent. Shoes would have to be sorted later. Wallets and phones seemed to have vanished as well.
He dashes to the terrace to see the royal guard now entering the hotel. "We'll figure out the rest of his later. Right now we need to go!" He tries to usher his... companions(?) towards the door to the hall.
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