Velvet Relios Hotel

"No... Where did you even get that?.. No... Just... Please put that in room 345, our customer has... odd choices.." Attie said, groaning in exasperation, looking at the pair of crawling hands in the briefcase. "Jesus what is up with new employees.." she mumbled, her brown dark hair falling lightly over her face, freckles with hazel eyes, "Hello! I am Miss Attie, how may I help you?"* Attie said, the customer,* $%# looking over, a $%!&# on his face, "3@((, # $))M $R # P!#$2#." $%# said, "Alright, would you like a standard room, deluxe room, junior suite, suite, or presidential sweet? We have Arcanum cards if you would like to see them, take your time." "%mm, @ #(%$ )&#@#$." "Alrighty! I will just need your name and my porter will come and be able to take your luggage up, so, what is your name $!r?" Attie replied, "% @ (&#$ $%#." $%#* said, "Alrighty! My port bell will be right here shortly.. Just real quick could I get the payment?" She said, grabbing the ducat out of h!2 hand, going over to the back of her desk, grabbing the tweezers and focused her eyes on the glowing ducat, "Never seen one this good of shape.." she mumbled... Now what to do? It's.. Quite a long wait isn't it?

Attie walked back after a good 5ish minutes, setting the coin down putting it into the register, she handed back a couple of coins, placing them in their hand. "Alright! Enjoy your stay!" $%# *gave a nod, walking to the right, #!2 shoes clacking against the floor, the briefcase in their hand slinging against their leg slightly as they walked away.. Attie was writing in the bookings paper, *"Was I really sure if that guy was reserved here..? No I'm pretty sure- ah, whatever.." she mumbled, an employee coming by, holding a glass jar in their hands, black goo in it. The employee's hair, a guy about 5'4, blonde hair and a mustache, "Uh, miss? I found Aetherium null in room 234, shouldn't this go in a presidential room and not a sui-" Attie interrupted, "No that goes in a suite, Aetherium null is open to commoners also, no reason for it to be in a suite." the employee just glanced back at you, leaning down to whisper something in her ear, you could only hear little mumbles and soft sounding whispers.

Attie just looked at him, "Uh... WELL." she slightly stood up, straightened her back. "You know you shouldn't say that about CUSTOMERS.." "Yeah but-" "Look just, put that back in room 234 alright?" Attie replied, "We don't have time for this, and also.. Have you gotten a call from Mrs. Whitethorn? She was supposed to be here an hour ago." Attie said. "Oh that old sucker? Uh, no I haven't gotten a call from her, why? Sure she's of high status but who cares? We need less royalties in this place honestl-" Attie interrupted him, "Stop speaking ill of customers, seriously who hired you?" "Oh? Well it's not my fault, I needed a JOB." The man replied, she just groaned in annoyance, "Please, just let me deal this next customer in alright?" "Fine.. But don't come crying to me when I hate you later." He mumbled, the jar of goo, it sloshing in his hand as he walked away, his hair falling softly on his back.

"Alrighty! Sorry about that.. Hello! I am Miss Attie, it's very nice to meet you. So, could I have your name, please?"