Jim recognizes Caspar in turn, and he too is pretty damn grateful there's no food involved. It already plays an annoyingly huge part in his life, and there's not a single thing he can do about it. The more he can avoid making other people awkward about it, the better.

It's pretty tame phrasing by Jim's standards, but hell, he gets the point pretty easy, and a smirk tugs at the corners of his mouth. "A hotel room? That spoils like half the fun."