Sasha Morden

Drawing off him, she laughed. "I'm not getting dressed just to answer the door, silly. That's what the robes are for." She did, however, move to pull the sheets up to his chest, hands stroking teasingly over him before she bounced off the bed and over to the bathroom, flinging on a robe and tying it, just in time for the subtle knock.

Flinging open the door, she flashed the server a beaming smile, hastily scribbling down her name - plus a tip - before wheeling the cart in and closing it on him before he could say much. "See? All good."