Slight sounds of a city disturb me from my slumber. Outside in the street somewhere, a car horn. Another, and another. My eyelids don't want to open but I get there with a yawn. My head still feels groggy, my body feels tired.

My room looks different somehow. Huh? How can it?

I stretch and blink a few times. Yeeeah this isn't my room.

Oh right, I'm on a business trip to the states. This must be jet lag, and some room I'm staying in. But wasn't I staying in a hotel?? This is clearly someone's bedroom. Those pillows; a lady lives here. Did I...Did I meet someone?? There's no-one else in the room, and I only just got here, literally yesterday. I'm naked. Um. Right. I'm naked, in a so far unknown ladies bedroom. Don't panic, but maybe look for your clothes.