Thomas
Mathias walked through the halls of the hotel with his rolling suitcase, a black buttoned-up shirt, black pants, belt, and even his shoes. The main look he usually put on was, somehow, considered 'threatening' though—not many people knew him beyond the corporate world. He was sly, a snake, maybe even considered cunning when it boiled down to it all. One thing remained constant, the avoidance of others. Everyone outside of the corporate space avoided him due to looks alone. In his personal opinion? He didn't look anything like how people would view him just hearing about his work within the company.

A sigh continued down the halls as he would encroach upon his room, using a card to open the door as he used the three free fingers to open it. Rolling the suitcase into the room; he still hadn't found anything strange nor secret about this cafe named 'Serenity'. There were things that he had heard of but couldn't quite prove nor see at the moment. In an attempt to find that truth, he had paid just a little bit extra for a 'special maid service'. Which, honestly, it didn't sound all that bad to essentially have everything. As for how far that reached? Mathias proved himself clueless.

The man would squeeze his feet from his dress shoes as he sat on the bed before pulling off the socks and stuffing his shoes. Laying back, he plopped into the bed and reoriented himself against the pillow, folding his hands together along his gut as he stared at the ceiling.

"Seems normal to me so far; what's the big deal about Serenity..?"
Samuel
*Gemi had just arrived to the hotel, her trio of tails flowing behind her as she adjusted her uniform. Straightening out her apron as she punched in. Her bright sapphire hues immediately scanning around as the manager of the hotel ran excitedly to her. A look of anxiety across his face as his usual slicked back peppered hair was slightly disheveled.*

"Thank goodness you've arrived, I need you to tend to our newest tenant. He's requested the 'special service'." *He said quickly, pulling a polka dot handkerchief out of his gray suit pocket.* "You're the only one i can send as everyone else is slammed, please make sure he's completely satisfied."

*The vixen would nod softly as she bowed to the manager.*

"Of course sir, may I have their name? I want to make sure we start off right." *She replied, bubbly as ever.*

"Strauss, as in Levi Strauss, he's very... VERY important." *He said in a gasp.*

"Very well." *She giggles softly. After getting the rest of the information needed, she would make her way to the floor he was on. After making a final adjustment, she would knock thrice upon the door. Loud enough to be heard.*

"Good evening Master Strauss! My name is Gemi and I'll be your personal maid throughout your stay, may I come in?" *She would say in her usual cheerful demeanor, placing her hands in front of her as she awaited either permission to be let in, or for the door to open.*
Thomas
These thoughts that flew through his head would be slowly and surely interrupted by a knock at the door. Sure, he was related to the late Levi Strauss and was in a position to make business offers, collusions, and such of that nature. Mathias would've closed his eyes by this point but, after hearing the knock—he figured it was the 'special service' that he had ordered. Specifically, he was expecting the usual though what he was getting was something he hadn't anticipated. Upon opening the door, he was speechless and came face-to-face with a kitsune.

"Wha-"

A sound emerged from his mouth as he observed the tails protruding from behind her, it took him a moment for him to appreciate the view in front of him. Not only was she a kitsune, something he hadn't encountered before, the woman was also stunning in looks. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and even a voluptuous body to compliment it. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, so he would step to the side and allow her in.

"Please, make yourself at home, Gemi."

As he allowed her in, assuming she would move inside, he would close the door behind her and move into the room as well before taking a place on the bed once more and laying back. It seemed, with another person in the room, Mathias had grown tense. Laying back seemed to be essentially the only thing keeping him calm in the moment—a beautiful woman like that? A maid? No fuckin' way.