The couple decided halfway through their meal at Nobu that they wanted to use their time in Vegas wisely. The couple agrees that this is not their type of crowd, so it’s best to rest and, most importantly, plan for the future. Megan is easily overwhelmed and Reggie is oddly critical of the appearance of the mid-summer Vegas crowd. Two nights in Vegas totaling $10,000 worth of spending and entertainment will do that to these sorts of people (it will do it to most people). As they’re walking back towards Aria, Megan pulls Reggie off into a corner and begins to kiss his neck. She asks him, “are you ready to walk me back to my big suite, Mr. Security Guard?” She giggles, “Sorry, I forgot to catch your name.” Reggie immediately straightens himself up and replies, “Ha- don’t worry about it, Ms.Tyra Banks. The name is Archer. Let’s get you into bed safely.” He looks down then whispers into her ear, “this is my last detail of the night...I’ve been looking forward to it all day.” They both stare into each other’s eyes, she walks in front of him as they wave off the actual security detail they’ve been appointed by Caesar’s rewards. When your guests are worth $250,000, you make sure that they make sure you know where they’re sleeping. "Tyra Banks" is flipping her hair and swinging her hips everywhere as they pass the roulette wheel. "Archer" is making sure that the perimeter is secure while analyzing any points of threat. As the elevator doors open, Reggie makes sure that Megan gets into an empty elevator, then proceeds to rope off any strangers from getting in. Two overweight bachelors in Minnesota Vikings jerseys look sort of confused but mostly just annoyed by Reggie’s rejection of their presence in the elevator. Then, they catch a glimpse of Megan, and you can see it all make sense in their faces as the elevator door closes. Megan looks over to catch a look at what Reggie’s thinking and to subtly express her disproval of almost causing a scene, but he’s locked in, it’s his last detail of the night. Once Megan opens the suite room door, she throws the act out of the window. Reggie wants to keep it going a little bit longer so he acts confused and resists a bit. Tyra Banks won’t let go, she wants Archer bad. She tries to push him onto an ottoman but he sits straight up, preventing himself from laying out completely. Tyra begins to straddle Archer’s lap while telling him, “you better straighten up, don’t you want to be America’s next top model?” Reggie grabs Megan’s hair and turns her over on the Ottoman. The act has truly flown out the window now. Suddenly, right as Reggie is lifting Megan’s black pencil skirt, they hear a loud knock at the door. Reggie rushes over to the peephole and see’s one of the regular security guards that they’ve been walked home by the last couple of nights. He’s looking at the ground, pacing in place, moving his hands around like he’s flicking fireflies. Reggie opens the door and asks the guard what’s wrong. The guard can’t unglue his eyes off the floor. He begins to mutter what sounds like Italian to Reggie. Reggie tries to duck down and see the guard’s face but he keeps turning away hiding it all while muttering louder. At this point, Reggie assumes the guard is just drunk and that it’s best to close the door. Tyra Banks is sitting inside and there’s no time to waste. Just as he’s getting ready to close the door, the guard’s head shoots up. The guard’s eyes are completely blacked out, there’s a quarter-sized dollop of spit running out the right corner of his mouth, and his face is much, much younger than Reggie remembered it being. Just as Reggie is processing it all, the guard whispers in an angelic voice, “you should ask about your additional Caesar’s rewards points. More value has been embedded into your package. For more questions please be sure to stick around.” The guard drops his head and walks off taking long, skipping strides with his arms flinging out to the side…[TO BE CONTINUED]