The Arms Hotel, Friday

[redhairgoldheart]

Mary was looking around the lobby nervously as she worked with the bell hops to hang a banner that read, "Welcome back!" She had cracked down on Gunther's food orders, blocking all his attempts to purchase more ground beef for his Guntherburgers. There was no need for him to keep ordering more burger meat when no one was eating them. He'd been a bit more reasonable over the past few days, even ordering fresh vegetables. Mary hoped he'd be back to his normal menu choices this weekend.

Her hopes where dashed when Gunther paraded into the lobby with a covered platter in his hand. He babbled something about getting back to his roots after the commercialism of Las Vegas led him astray ("Vegas does that to everyone, Gunther. Just be glad you didn't lose all your money," Mary mumbled under breath). He then lifted the cover to reveal a trio of bratwurst, smothered in sauerkraut and served on a hamburger bun.

Mary closed her eyes and counted to ten. "Does someone feel like doing a Sushi Station run?" she asked the bell hops, who both ran to get the take-out menus.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel
Today's Special:
The GUNTHERBURGER

(Take-out menus from local restaurants at front desk)

[Room assignments. There are still plenty of rooms available, including suites.]

Comments

Talk To Mary

[redhairgoldheart]

Who is going to be sitting far away from Gunther's burger display and enjoying her California roll.

Mod Your Service

[redhairgoldheart]

There's plenty of room available to spread out, enjoy a cup of coffee, catch up with people, and maybe even try one of the bratwurst burgers if you feel daring.

OOC

[redhairgoldheart]

No ending the world on Homecoming weekend. Though I wish someone could end this stupid cold that's been plaguing me all week.