Deep down Mika thought that Dean was probably right and it very well could have been a case of the woman not seeing her, but her own insecurities stopped her from openly telling him he was probably right. Instead she just let him continue thinking of her as possessive and jealous. She looked around as she suddenly noticed everyone else who in the nearby area as they headed to their room, as well as thinking about the possibility of rich people find g Dean interesting. "they probably can't work out what our deal is considering I'm temporarily in this damn chair" she smirked, perking up slightly.

As they reached their room, she let Dean swipe the card, feeling more used to being given traditional keys at the grubby motels they usually went for. Yet when they got inside she went wide eyed and saw the sheer extravagance of the room making her wonder if the woman purposely gave Dean the honeymoon suite or something. "this room is insane. Sure she didn't give you the honeymoon suite?!" she asked him, the shock still evident in her voice as he placed her next to the couch and he walked round checking rhe room out.

"guess we got a great bathroom to freshen up in?!" she asked, calling through as she noted he seemed to be in the en suite bathroom area. She was desperate to get on the couch but it did almost too clean for her to put her bloodied legs on it, so stayed in the chair for the time being. At the sound of there being chocolates on the bed she instantly wanted them, "bring the chocolates out! Think I deserve some!" she called out, pulling her blanket off her legs and placing on the arm rest of the couch whilst removing the bags off the back of the wheelchair placing them on the ground, but not before rummaging for her phone where she proceeded to take a few snaps of the room as proof they really did stay in such a place.