Shit, apparently we aren’t paid for tonight and everyone but Frosti’s card doesn’t work! So we’re camped out in his room attempting to fend off housekeeping, armed only with our K-Swiss and nothing to eat except a moldy banana and $10 beers, until later tonight when The Money comes in from China. We were supposed to check out a measly 6 hours ago and apparently they feel we should should pay or something, all that is certain is that the pounding on our door can only mean one thing, it is time to take a stand and fight for our honor…THIS IS SPARTA!!!