OOC: More would be better... lol
David followed the purser into his stateroom, and indicated to the young man to leave his luggage on the bed. After the man left, he took a small tour of the large room.
'Nice!', David thought to himself. 'King bed, wet bar, plenty of room... and a spectacular view!' Stopping in front of the suite's massive view port, David admired the scenery outside. His stateroom was about eight decks directly above the receiving dock of the luxury liner Austen.
Turning away from the myriad of persons embarking onto the ship, David gathered his toiletries and, stripping down, entered the very larger shower and started to prepare for the VIP reception that was listed on his itinerary of the ticket he'd won. The grand ballroom function was scheduled three hours hence at nineteen hundred hours that evening.
"I hope my whites are not wrinkled from my hasty packing job", David chuckled as he turned on the sonics.