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The Arms Hotel Lobby, Friday [9/30]

Last night, Mary had called an emergency staff meeting to discuss the situation with the logs, which seemed to be appearing in the lobby at a frightening rate. The bell hops volunteered to take them out back, so Mary put the logs out of her mind while she rushed to get the rest of the hotel ready for guests.

Today, as Mary was dealing with last-minute tasks, the bell hops came running into the lobby with big grins. They solved the problem with the logs, they explained to Mary. How? They built log cabins behind the hotel.

"I was expecting you to chop them for firewood, not built something with them," said Mary, not quite sure if this was a good thing. She ended up taking a look for herself. The cabins seemed fairly well-constructed, and the housekeeping staff had outfitted them with luxury amenities. They seemed to hold up well against the elements and even had stoves that provided plenty of heat. "I guess they can stay for now, though I'm not sure anyone would want to stay in one," she told the bell hops.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel
Today's Specials
French Onion Soup
Confit Duck Legs
Grilled Vegetable Antipasto with Herbed Chevre and Crostini
Banana Tartes Tatin

[Hotel Information | Room Assignments

Ideas that strike at 1 AM after two doses of cough syrup are not always the best, so no one has been booked to stay in the new luxury log cabins yet. If you'd like to switch rooms, let me know. Also, the Jello Dragon Suite is available since everyone who put it as a back-up got their first choice rooms.]

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She has extra room keys, extra robes, extra towels, and extra aspirin for her headache.

Saskia breezed in, two bellhops trailing behind her toting luggage already, and turned a dazzling smile on Mary. "Well hello there, honey. I love your... dress."

"Thank you," said Mary, beaming. "Actually, it's one of my favorites. Are you checking in?"

"Yes, and your employees have been so helpful," Saskia said, smiling at the two guys giving her dazed smiles back. She gave Mary an appreciative look up and down. "Saskia. No last name."

"I'm glad that my staff has been so useful," said Mary, glancing at the boys and wondering if she should be worried. "And I hope your room is equally satisfying."

Saskia reached out to pat Mary's hand, smile turning slightly feline. "I'm sure it will be. I hope you'll stop by if you need... a break." She sighed. "What can you tell me about the local night life?"

Mary could easily spot it when a man was hitting on her, but she wasn't quite as perceptive when it came to women.

"I'm sure I'll need a break once everyone gets settled in their room. It's always so chaotic around check-in time," said Mary, smiling. "As for night light, there's a couple of bars in town that are both within walking distance. Caritas is entertaining, but the crowd there tends to be a bit younger than the Devil's Nest."

"Oh you poor thing," Saski purred in sympathy.

Yeah, she'd fix that. By the time she left, Mary would at the least know when a woman was extending an invite.

"Youth, hmm, nooo, not if they're younger than your darling employees," Saskia said, blowing them a kiss. They looked pretty happy. "Why is this weekend so rough on you, peach?"

"This is one of the busiest weekends of the year for the hotel. so it's always a little hectic," said Mary. "But aside from a little mix-up with supplies, things have been going very well. Only a handful of people demanded new rooms and there's little chance of my chef mistaking a guest for his dinner entrée."

Saskia waited a beat to gauge how much of a joke that was, then laughed warmly. "It's always so awkward when that happens, isn't it?" she teased.

Was it only last year that it happened? Mary decided that the story could wait until Saskia's brain had fully broken. After all, she hadn't seen the zombie band at Caritas yet.

"Unusual things happen all the time on this island," said Mary. "It makes it a lot harder to plan, but at least things never get boring."

She'd been more worried about being suspected of any dead bodies that might turn up-- but Saskia was much too experienced for that to happen by accident, and it looked like there was more than enough to keep her satisfied on this little island for the weekend.

"Well, I plan on being up very late. So you stop on by if you need a little girl-time, honey. I love catching up with the locals when I'm in a new place, and since I don't have any students to visit, I might be at loose ends."

...proooobably not. But always good to have back-up plans!

Mary was used to staying up late, watching movies on Lifetime while sipping tea. It probably wasn't what Saskia had in mind...

"I might stop by, then. Are you here for some sightseeing, or did something else attract you to the island?" she asked.

"Oh, I go where the wind blows. This was in-between places, a stop-over. Berlin and Amsterdam next."

And just making sure that one little succubus was tucked away safe and sound from any courts or sides or plots or divides.

"A friend's invited me on a trip to Miami, and I'm just on my way back. Autumn on the east coast really is gorgeous, isn't it?"

And another dangerous smile was aimed at Mary.

"It's usually a little cold for me, but it is beautiful," said Mary. After all this time, she still missed autumn in Las Vegas where it was still warm enough to keep the pools open.

Saskia directed her gaze downward and then demurely back up again, and said, "I'm going to let you get back to all your work then, but I always keep my suites warm." She crooked a finger at the bellhops. "Come along, boys."

Room service. Goddess Bless the 21st Century.

There was a small disturbance in the lobby as a small pack of... things entered and headed for the front desk.

"Hey good looking!" one of the worms exclaimed. "Is there an airport nearby or is that just my heart taking off?"

All the worms laughed uncontrollably at the joke.

Mary sighed. Where was Gunther and his butcher knife when she actually could use him?

"If you're looking for a the comedy club, you're in the wrong place," she said.

"C'mon toots!" the alien replied in a chipper voice. "Is your last name Gillette? Because you're the best a man can get."

And that would be more laughter and cheers from the other worms.

Mary rolled her eyes. "Okay, that one was just plain cheesy! Is that the best you've got?" she asked.

All the worms let out an "ooooooo" because clearly she was trashing their fellow worm. Was he going to take that lying down?

"C'mon! You call that cheesy? By the way did your daddy play the trumpet, because he sure made me horny! "

There was a lot of high fives on that one.

"Sheesh, the girl I was talking to earlier had better lines than that," said Mary. "Is that the best you've got?"

It's a big lobby, with plenty of room to sit and relax or gawk at other guests.

Since her daughter was so clearly trying to avoid her at the picnic, Valanice had decided to set something up so that Rosella could meet with her in particular, while at the same time making sure that she was keeping up with her manners. Just a nice little afternoon tea at the hotel would suffice, she felt, and she had sent the message with Alexander. Perhaps without all the excitement of the picnic, she and Rosella could actually have a discussion.

And, until the girl got there, Valanice was just going to enjoy sipping some tea and watching the passers-by.

Death rented the Comfy Room. Just because he was a skeleton didn't mean he didn't need comfort. Okay, actually it meant exactly that. But it was still nice to have cushions at the ready while he was on a weekend vacation.

But he didn't feel like going up to his room just yet. No, he was going to stick around the lobby and people watch.

No, he DIDN'T find anything strange about the Grim Reaper staring at passersby intently. He was just trying to be kind.

Unless you heard from me, all additional requests have been met! If something looks odd on the spreadsheet, please let me know. There were some copy/paste mishaps by the time I got to the standard rooms.

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