Auntie Scotch reports that the unspecified downtown hotel where she and some friends took out her future sister-in-law for a last singles night was crawling with businessmen and escorts:

... The cherry was when I was leaving a convention-goer from Chicago approached me and asked if I'd like to come up to his room so he could give me a massage. I declined but like the true creepy gentleman he was he went out to the street and hailed me a cab anyhow. See ladies, there are a few left out there - even if they are probably married with children and have a bottle of KY ready and waiting in their hotel room for the first girl who says yes. Chivalry is alive indeed.