For starters, this room is insufficient. It's small, and my Lock & Co hat almost touches the ceiling, which is an automatic no-no when it comes to architecture of any kind. I need a suite. Presidential, honeymoon, I don't give a shit. Secondly, there is a decided lack of cigars in here, and going without tobacco for too long makes me anxious. [More anxious than he already is, anyway.] And no, cigarettes won't do. Finally, a guitar. Electric or acoustic, it doesn't matter. If I'm going be forced to relax, I might as well do so with some background music.

 

All together now: presidential suite, cigars, guitars. Chop chop. Don't make me ask twice.