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The Arms Hotel Lobby, Saturday [6/27]

Mary had dinner with Lulu and the dance later on to look forward to, so she was in a good mood. Gunther was giving her those funny looks again, especially after she mentioned the dinner with Lulu, but Mary was doing her best not to let it get to her.

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Why, yes, it's a Gunther special today. Go ahead and tell him you don't want German food.

Nothing's going to ruin her good mood.

Jeff needed a hotel room.

He walked in once, spied Mary (and her breasts), turned around, walked back out, then snuck back in, tried to reach Gunther, noted the look on Gunther's face, tiptoed back, went outside again, halted, turned, walked back inside, saw Mary again, opened his mouth, and said, tersely, "Hi," before turning again.

At this rate, he was going to sleep outside.

"Jeff! Welcome back!" squealed Mary. "It's so good to see you."

Oh god!

"You've seen me," Jeff established.

Yes, Jeff, she'd seen you.

He froze up. Back to her. Just like the old days.

"Yes, I've seen you. We're not doing this all over again, are we?" chuckled Mary.

"I don't know," Jeff admitted, "It looks like we are. With the seeing and everything."

"I'm going to take a wild guess and suggest you stay on a different floor than the one I'm on, because Lulu is on that floor too," said Mary with a smirk.

If it was possible, Jeff froze up even more.

"Professor fun pillows is here?"

"That's a name I haven't heard before," said Mary, unable to hide her amusement. "But yes, Lulu arrived last night. She invited me over for dinner before the dance tonight."

All Mary got in response was a strangled, "Oh my god."

Like a feast. A feast of breasts. Oh god.

"I'm thinking a nice room on the second floor, far away from the seventh floor, might be the best thing for you," suggested Mary, still smirking. "Did you want two queen-sized beds or one king-size bed, in case Turtle comes over after the dance?"

No, Mary was not trying to push Jeff into reconciling with Turtle, really.

Well, if she wanted him to start flailing worse, she was on the right track. "Do you think she will?" Jeff blurted, immediately followed by, "But there would be breasts on the seventh," followed by, "Oh god," followed by, "Do you think she thinks I came here because I think she thinks we'll--"

"I think you two should spend some time together," suggested Mary. "And I have no idea what she's thinking, but I'm sure she's like to see you."

"I'm not going near the shop," Jeff said, shaking his head. Hey, it was expressive, even from behind. "What if she thinks things?"

"You'll have to see her at some point," Mary gently reminded him. "If you don't see her at Turtle & Canary, you'll see her at the dance. And if you don't see her this weekend, you'll see her at homecoming."

"That's not pressuring at all!" Jeff called over his shoulder. "Turtle's here, and, and you'll have four breasts, it's evil!"

"Well, just to be on the safe side, how about I give you a room with a single king-size bed?" said Mary, grabbing the key to room 201 and putting it on the desk. "If you end up needed a second bed for any reason at all, just call Gunther and he'll arrange for it. I'm sure he's happy to see you."

"I'm not talking to Gunther," Jeff said, immediately, "I think he still holds a grudge and oh god what if he finds out about the second bed potential?"

"It can't be any worse than how he's treating me lately," said Mary. "You see, Gunther may have witness something he shouldn't have a few weeks ago when I had a guest staying with me. Ever since, he's been giving me the strangest looks."

...

Witnessed something? What?

Oh god. What if it had anything to do with -- "Did you steal his bratwurst?"

Mary immediately cringed. "Oh, no, I wouldn't touch Gunther's bratwurst!" she protested.

"Okay! No bratwursts! I get it, no bratwursts!"

Jeff's panic reaction might be a little loud.

"What'd he see then?"

"It's a little complicated," said Mary. "I probably would share this if you were still working here, but, um, I may not be interested in 'bratwurst' anymore."

The only response she got from Jeff was very, very strangled.

Give him a moment to rec-- "Oh, so it's melons then."

JEFFREY.

"... I mean, you've gone vegetarian!"

Mary got all flushed. "I mean, I haven't gone totally, uh, vegetarian. I guess you could just say that I've given up red meat and learned to appreciate a good set of melons."

There was kind of a pause on Jeff's part.

Then he turned back around, and looked at her, gestured at her breasts once, and asked, "You still live in the same suite?"

There was a door he had to worship.

"Yup, that little two-bedroom one on the seventh floor, the one I moved into last fall," said Mary.

"Thanks," Jeff said, grinned brightly, and gave her the thumbs up. "You're doing a great service for mankind."

With that, he sped past her towards the elevator.

I'll be AFK for most of the afternoon but back in the evening.

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