fandomtownies | The Arms Hotel, Friday

Hopefully the parents and other visitors lingered at the meet and greet for a while, because Mary had missed her original portal from Las Vegas and was running late (booking portals with a too-short layover in Timbuktu was a mistake). Fortunately, the staff at the Arms Hotel were able to rise to the challenge. The rooms were ready, the lobby was warm and inviting, and even Gunther had stepped out of the kitchen in a fresh white chef's jacket, ready to check in guests at the front desk if necessary.

But then Mary ran into the lobby, wearing stilettos and a skin-tight flesh-colored bodysuit covered with strategically-placed patches of silver sequins and pink feathers. "They lost my luggage! Do I have time to change? Why is my closet so far from the lobby?" she lamented, grabbing a white bathrobe and throwing it over her outfit.

The Arms Hotel is open. Please ignore all the sequins on the floor.

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