The Arms Hotel Lobby, Thursday

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Hoshi had her hands full today. Gunther was up to his old tricks again, trying to steal her specials board and put up his own menu. Hoshi wasn't going to let that happen, and she gave him an earful.

She may be afraid to speak up in class, but when it came to the hotel kitchen, it was obvious who was in charge on Thursdays.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel
Today's Special
Asian Chicken and Asparagus Stir Fry
Sauerbraten
Asian Chicken and Asparagus Stir Fry

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Re: Talk to Hoshi [1/8]

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"Sure," said Hoshi. "GUNTHER! We need another order of the stir fry over here."

Gunther's response was to pout and stomp off towards the kitchen.

Re: Talk to Hoshi [1/8]

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"It's stir fry? Awesome!" he said. "Porthos isn't here?"

The lack of growling would be his first clue.

Re: Talk to Hoshi [1/8]

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"Porthos is down the hall. I'd keep your voice down if I were you," said Hoshi. "And the specials board still says stir fry, right? Did Gunther change it again?"

Re: Talk to Hoshi [1/8]

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"No, stir fry is good," he said, not looking at the sign. Something tells him this would not be a good thing.

Re: Talk to Hoshi [1/8]

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"I'll go get you a plate, since who knows what Gunther is up to," said Hoshi, stomping off. "Hope you like asparagus."

Re: Talk to Hoshi [1/8]

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"I do?" he stated. As a question.

Not that Hoshi was hearing him anyways, as she was out of earshot.

"What is going on here?"