Mika was glad that she wasn't the only one thinking about stealing the robes before they checked out in the morning and left to head back to Bobby's. Oh Bobby's....her home, her home that she still considered and called just 'Bobby's'. The dank home that she cherished massively but would feel like an utter shithole after staying in this hotel room, a room that felt like an entire apartment in it's own right. 

When he agreed to help her out of the wheelchair, she gladly draped her arm over him, and held on when he lifted her up and placed her gently on the couch. "Thanks handsome" she smiled as he ran his hands down her legs completely unecessarily just to put her feet on the foot stool. She certainly didn't complain in the slightest and knew if she didn't have such a banged up leg, and he wasn't banged up as well she would have refused to let him leave on just the long kiss. 

As he kissed her, she kissed him back, trying to make it linger as long as she possibly could before he pulled away and she slowly opened her eyes again smiling. Sighing but not letting her smile drop, she looked down at the laundry bag dumped on her lap. "Cheeky sod, but deal" she replied to him and leaned forward to grab their bags, hoisting them onto the couch beside her so she could easily grab their remaining clothes and put them in the laundry bag. 

"It's gonna be a shame to leave this place in the morning to then be at Bobby's" she called through to him, smirking to herself. She partly wanted to say that if his good looks got them this level of rooms every time, then she would let the women flirting with him slide, but she didn't want to give him ideas and so she kept that thought to herself.