“Marigold and Marcel.” She hung onto the second name for a bit as she type it into her computer, picking two generic lower floor rooms. Lydia heard the words come from Marcel’s mouth and managed to lift her eyes in time to see Marigold mouthing her apologies, and she gave the girl a small chuckle. When her attention returned to the brother, she could only lift her eyebrows as if to say ‘really?’ This isn’t the first time she’s been hit on, and certainly isn’t going to be the last. Sure, he was quite the looker, but looks mean nothing without a personality behind it to match.<br/><br/>Before Lydia could open her mouth to retort, however, Marigold had already pushed her brother aside and took over. Lydia smiled and chuckled a bit, “it’s completely fine. It’s not the first time somebody’s tried flashing eyes at me, expecting me to just completely fall head over heels. It’s going to take a lot more than good looks to light my fire.” After a bit more typing, she reached beneath her desk and pulled out two cards and handed one to each of them. “Now, if we’re all done here, here are your room cards. They are ready for you to move in as soon or as late as you’d like.” The card handed to Marigold was labeled with a 503 in gold lettering and Marcel’s had 206 in silver lettering. “If you ever have need of anything, each room is equipped with a phone. Just pick it up and it will connect you directly to me here. Just ask away and I will do my best to make sure you get what you need. Is there anything else I can help you with today?”