Matthias was starving, so he decided to grab a bite at a nearby restaurant.
After scarfing down his meal, he grabbed some snacks he thought looked good and headed back.
Just as he reached the door of the presidential suite, he spotted a hotel staff member parked outside with a food cart.
"Room service?" Matthias asked.
The staff member jumped, clearly startled, and quickly pushed a small slip of parchment with white powder stuck underneath the cart. He fumbled out a bottle of milk and handed it over.
"This is our signature bedtime milk... helps you sleep," the staff member explained.
Matthias wasn’t really in the mood for the sales pitch. Without waiting for more, he snatched the milk and said, "I’ll take it inside myself."
Swiping his key card, he walked into the su
