<div style="text-align: justify;">Colette was still a little unsure about taking the money. She decided to take it only because she could feel that Paul was not the kind of man who would accept money from a woman. Of course, the money wasn’t even hers yet. But she was pretty sure that in his mind, the fact that it had been destined to her meant that it was hers, as much as though it had been removed from her pocket and handed over to him. With a sigh, she decided that accepting was the best policy. ~“Very well”~, Colette finally agreed. ~“Thank you”~, she completed, placing the money in her bra. It was the safest spot to make sure it wouldn’t go anywhere, after all.<br/><br/>After making sure her money was safe, Colette turned back to Paul. ~“Please, let me know if there is anything I can do to help”~, she nearly pleaded. Something in her eyes had that expression a woman only had when staring at a man she liked. <br/><br/>It didn’t last long, though. Shaking her head, Colette resumed her usual behavior. ~“I must go, before I too see myself out of work. Ring down if you need anything, all right?”~. She would wait for some form of response, and then excuse herself, leaving with the now empty plate.<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">**********************</div><br/><br/>Downstairs, other people had started leaving their rooms. A young <span style="text-decoration: underline">Lady</span> with dark hair ordered a cup of coffee while planning her shopping trip.<br/><br/>The other lady, who had been there before, set her magazine down and asked for her tea to be added to her tab.<br/><br/>She then moved gracefully across the carpeted area and smiled when a young man wearing a uniform opened the door and prepared to call a cab for her. Long day ahead, after all… and she had no time to lose.<br/><br/>Someone needed to keep an eye on these two, after all.</div>