<div style="text-align: justify;">The boy noticed that Paul was upset with him. There wasn’t much he could do about it, though. The lady had not given her name, and used as he was to things that happened in the hotel, the boy had assumed that they knew each other. So, the only thing he could do was to deal with the fact that he wasn’t going to get a tip. <br/><br/>The boy was pleasantly surprised when Paul handed him a few francs. He nodded to the man. “Thank you, sir”, he murmured, before scurrying off to go on with his duties. <br/><br/>Colette, who had been looking out the window out of politeness, turned to Paul when she heard his question. The girl showed a smile and shook her head on a negative. ~“Oh, no. I just did not wish for you to think I was rude for watching your exchange”~, she replied, almost timidly. ~“Is anything upsetting you?”~, the girl completed, a concerned expression now in her eyes.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">*********</div><br/><br/>In the other room, on the same floor as all that drama was unfolding, <span style="text-decoration: underline">the Lady</span> and <span style="text-decoration: underline">the Gentleman</span> were in bed, side by side. <span style="text-decoration: underline">The Gentleman</span> was smoking, while <span style="text-decoration: underline">the Lady</span> caressed his chest, her head resting on his shoulder. The man looked at her and caressed her still messy hair.<br/><br/>“I can not believe my luck. Someone up there must really like me to have sent you my way”, he murmured to her, kissing the top of her head.<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline">The Lady</span> smiled and turned away, pretending to be shy about those comments. “I am just a girl. You are much more fascinating than I am”, she replied, resting her head on his shoulder again. <span style="font-style: italic">‘And a lot richer, too - but not for long’</span>, she thought, yawning and stretching. “I wish I could stay, my love, but I must go back to my own room. At least while you are still a married man. We can not flaunt our love, after all”.<br/><br/>Sitting up, she kissed the man’s lips and stood up to go wash up and get dressed.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">‘While you are still a married man’</span>, he thought to himself. <span style="font-style: italic">‘Not for long, my little rich bird. Not for long’</span>.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">*********</div><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">Down at the hotel’s cafe, a well-dressed lady drank her tea and read a magazine. It was a good day for a shopping trip, she thought to herself. She could go on with her work afterwards. They had only just arrived, and she was sure they weren’t going anywhere, after all.</span></span></div>