First coming to Shai's doorstep, you're confronted by an ebony door with a shimmering golden handle that opens up to a somewhat narrow hallway, to the left just inside of the door a small pocket providing ample space for shoes, jackets, and bags to be left out of the way of foot-traffic. As you trod across wood floor to the end of the hall, you notice the staircase around the other side of the right wall- spiraling up to what seems to be a loft. Subtle tan carpet extends throughout the rest of the first level and for most of the upstairs. On the first floor are two guest bedrooms, both with mocha colored furniture and a twin sized bed decked out with black covers, and an assortment of dark gray and off-white pillows. The only other room downstairs is the game room- which harbors a pool table, and a foosball table, a stocked bar and 62 inch television mounted on the wall. As you come up the stairs, the first thing you're greeted with is the living room- holding two large black leather couches positioned around a 52 inch television, a small coffee table between the two. To the right, the carpeted floor extends out to a walkway straight across to the other side of the house, the first floor easily visible just by looking over the slotted railing only waist-high. Once across, you find yourself a few good steps away from the kitchen- filled with stainless steel appliances, along with a seemingly marble floor. Going from the kitchen, you notice only one other path that takes you along to Shai's own room- a large picture window filling up her wall just behind her bed, covered with dark black, flowing curtains. Her bed itself is decked out with dark rose colored covers and two black pillows for each side.

Cheap, small and a mess. Staying in a hotel tends to be that way. The bed is just wide enough for two people, the TV hasn't been updated since the early 90s, and the bathroom might as well be a closet. But it's good enough when it comes to keeping a low profile. He's not complaining anyways.