I just got back from the lounge/bar (called, amusingly to some of you I'm sure, Leathers, because of the leather-chair library-esque decor), where two gentlemen were smoking cigars. For the most part, air currents kept the worst away from me. When another person came in and started smoking a cigarette, I asked for my check and left.
I'm going to go shower now. I'll be waiting for someone to order me a hooker. Try to pick somewhere /reputable/ this time. And it's getting late, so make it quick.
edit: OH GOD do my clothes stink. Gonna lay them out flat on the floor, rather than putting them with the rest of the laundry. hopefully they'll air out a bit before I have to pack them.