“Phil? Yes that will do nicely, I can totally be a Phil.” He laughed a moment putting his items back into his tight jean pockets as he kept his other hand still tight to his bag watching her struggle not to get o excited around him. The man was used to it by now, if she hadn't known him that may of bothered him. “You can gush love, I don't mind. In fact it brightens my day up. I love people falling over me. It's ever so charming. If it were not for fans I wouldn't be amazing now would I?” Freddie teased a little as he watched her do her work in finding him the perfect room.<br/><br/>Pointing to the old phone he laughed a little. “That thing is older then I am? Does it work? Oh my, how amazing. I see people carrying around their little iphone things now a days. Strange. I love the old style anyway of the week.” Touching it with his fingers, “What lovely color to. So I call and you will pick up and get me whatever I want? Oh that is nice. I may require fried chicken at 4am.” That was NOT a joke, the man loved good wholesome foods.<br/><br/>Room 2000, and such a lovely key to, Freddie thought as he admired the key in his hand. “Thank you. You have been lovely, really.” Reaching over and garbed a pen from a little cup along the front desk. As he placed the hotel map on the counter his eyes darting to her name tag before he scribbled a few words along it. 'To Lydia. Love Freddie Mercury'. Returning the pen to the little cup holder he rolled up the map nice and tight and handed it to her.<br/><br/>His mind had to catch up with what she said, when it finally did he paused. “Wait, did you say Karaoke?” Well that may be something he could get into. “That is so tempting. That is ever so tempting. I could have a few drinks and sing up a story. It's been ages.” He laughed. “It's been hours, who am I kidding.” Snapping his fingers to a bell hope he tipped the man to take his bag upstairs to his room. “I must get a drink and sing my heart out! My fans await.”