[ Well, Aak's assessment of Keita is right on the money: he does pause to collect the fallen toys as they make their way to Mating Season. In his defense, Aak seemed so proud of his collection it really would be a shame to let any of them go to waste, wouldn't it? So by the time he arrives behind Aak at the front desk, Keita is also bearing a similar, although much smaller, pile of toys, which he doesn't have it in him to try to explain when the staff member behind the desk swings their gaze between him and Aak. ]

A private room, please.

[ A quick watch payment, and then before long another staff member is leading them down the hallway toward an open door that leads to exactly the private room that Keita had requested. It's fairly simple but at least well-appointed, like a hotel room with a large bed, a bathroom with a tub set off to the side, and a basket of supplies sitting on the nightstand.

Keita deposits his armful of toys on one of the nearby chairs, then carefully disentangles his collar and leash from the pile. ]

Do you have any others you'd like to put to use? [ he asks. ] If we're here anyway, we may as well get what we can out of it, don't you think?