<div style="text-align: justify;">The chamber maid had planned to simply leave that scene. That wasn’t a place for a lady, and that man obviously didn’t know how to be polite. She was a chamber maid, but that didn’t mean she was there to be mistreated and yelled at. The young woman, whose name tag identified her as Colette, had the pride of the poor working class person. She respected others, and thus deserved to be treated with respect.<br/><br/>Her plan to walk away was foiled, though, when she heard the sound of someone punching someone else. Having grown up in a home full of boys, she was more than used to that sound. A small smile showed on her face when she saw that it had been the Bodyguard who had knocked the Agent unconscious. The man definitely had it coming, disrespecting people like this.<br/><br/>The conversation that happened afterwards was in English, and therefore she couldn’t understand it. But from the expressions and intonations, she could notice that something was very wrong. The conversation seemed tense, and the way Paul stormed past the Actor made her sure that the two men would part ways. From what she had gathered, the man who had punched the other had worked for the other one. <span style="font-style: italic">Had</span>, as in no longer worked for him now.<br/><br/>The young woman stood there, nibbling on her lower lip for a while. It was clear from her expression that she felt guilty. After some reflection, she moved towards the elevator again, almost sheepishly. The young woman wouldn’t take too long to return, though. Apparently, she had only gone downstairs to retrieve something. <br/><br/>She didn’t know whether or not the man was alone, or what he was doing in there - packing, maybe? But she did know that all of that had started because he had taken her side on the argument with the man. So, in a shy voice, she would ask, after knocking, if she could come in. He might as well not want to see anyone, after all.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">While the whole commotion happened up on the top floor, at another floor, someone called for a bellboy. The person handed the boy an unaddressed envelope and a bill that made a pretty nice tip, and instructed him as to what should be done. The game was on.<br/></span></div>