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The Arms Hotel Lobby, Monday morning [7/7]

Mary found a ton of paperwork for her when she got to the front desk. There were people who checked in, people who checked out, records that needed to be updated, purchase orders from Gunther that needed to be approved, a package that was buzzing...

That definitely got Mary's attention. She opened the box to find that Delinda Deline had sent her a Frisky Ferret for her birthday, and the thing was vibrating. Mary took out the batteries, stashed the box under the desk, and tried to pretend that she hadn't seen the thing.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Roasted Miso Salmon with Lemon and Cilantro
NY Strip Steak with Orange Bourbon Glaze

Now Hiring! See Manager for details.

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For the enjoying of food.

She doesn't hear anything buzzing. Do you?

Stanley decided to visit his favorite hotel employee. Mary, not Gunther.

Your fandom is made of crack. XD

"Stan! Hi! What brings you to this part of the island?" asked a flustered-looking Mary, shoving the Frisky Ferret box further out of the way. She must have hit the on switch, because it started buzzing again.

"Just out and about," he stated, with a bit of a grin. "Enjoying the weather."

"Do... Do you hear something?" He blinked.

"I don't hear anything!" said Mary, getting up from the desk and moving towards the buffet.

"This weather is driving me nuts, but the view is pretty," she added.

Stan...decided not to press the issue. "I've never thought that ice and snow could be a good landscape," he agreed, walking away from the buzzing--the desk. Walking away from the desk.

"Though I will not mind when the island moves to warmer climates."

[Off to work! Later!]

"Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?" Murdock sing-songed, then grinned at her as he walked up to the counter. "I've always wanted to do that to ya, ya know." ~~it has been earworming me for weeks. argh!~~

As long as Murdock didn't notice the buzzing sound coming from underneath the front desk, Mary didn't care what Murdock was singing. "Hi," she said breathlessly. "Are you here for fresh towels? Why don't you just follow me to the laundry room..." She started to walk away from the front desk and its curious buzzing.

"Nope! Actually I'm here to check out. Well...not for today. Tomorrow." He grinned widely, "I'm movin'!"

"Oh, you found a place? Congratulations!" said Mary, grabbing her clipboard. "I'll just need you to sign a few things. When you're ready to leave tomorrow, you can just leave your key at the front desk."

"Sounds good! Not that I didn't enjoy my time here," he added quickly. "I like it. Nice sheets."

He frowned for a bit, "Is there a buzzing?"

"I don't hear anything," said Mary. "So, where are you moving to?"

"Oh. Okay. Must just be in my head again," he replied, shrugging it off. "A house on Apocalypse Ave, with a dude named Tyler and a dude named Howser. Who I ain't met yet."

He thought about that for a second and then... "I meant as roommates! Housemates! You know, sharing a house. Not sharing rooms and stuff. Cuz that's not...I mean I don't..." There was a moment of internal flailing. "I'm just renting a room," he finished lamely.

"Yes, I think I know the house you're talking about," said Mary. "They used to have quite a few teachers living there."

That was a relief! Though Murdock didn't say as much. "So...you've heard of it." He nodded in that wow-I-made-a-dork-of-myself-just-now-and-have-no-idea-what-to-say-next sort of way. "Yah, that's what Tyler told me. Now it's just down to two guys."

"Well...soon to be three."

"Well, if you guys have any parties, be sure to invite me," said Mary with a giggle.

"Oh absolutely!" he grinned. "Maybe we could do a barbaque or somethin'. I'd have to check with Tyler first though. He's kinda the landlord." But he had a feeling that a party with lots of chicks milling around wouldn't be something Tyler would object to.

"I actually used to work as a party planner in Vegas, so if you're throwing a barbecue or something, let me know if I can help," said Mary.

"Sure! I'll keep that in mind," he smiled. Though part of him was wondering how difficult could it really be to set up burgers and chips.

"Oh, and one last thing," he leaned over the counter and whispered in her ear, "I'd keep an eye on that chef of yours, if I were you." He pulled away and nodded seriously.

No world ending today.

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