Futzing with his watch, Nicholas patiently leaves the limo, leaving a tip for the driver inside. It's a weird situation, but he definitely needs a vacation. It's been far too long.

He heads on into the Golden Hotel, and to the front desk, noticing the two huddled toghether. Already weird. 

"I was given this invitation, Nicholas Ivanovich. I assume my room has been prepared?" He asks the clerk.