I can see it now. The cold dark October evenings, and you invite the neighbours round for some G+Ts. Once they arrive, you spring your surprise.
"Anyone want to see thye slides from our trip to Bermuda ?" Before anyone responds, your whip out your projector, and start the slow. Won't they be impressed by your forward planning, as you say "...And actually, this is our hotel, with Moira and Yvette outside our room on the top floor. You can just see the skeleton of the new hotel they were building next door. Did you know the workmen started work at 4.30 am?"
Depending upon how well your Martini mixing skills are appreciated, that might be the last thing you remember before the neighbour club you into submission.
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