<span style="color: #FF4000">The Agent</span>truly had no idea what he had said to the clerks to cause the woman to have such a reaction. In his arrogant mind, he had asked for three rooms and the hotel employees were the ones with the problem understanding his request. Such crappy service, they should have stayed somewhere else if they expected movie star Martin Hayes and his entourage to wait like common folk.<br/><br/>"What? Doesn't the girl the understand French?"<br/><br/>Why was she working in a French hotel if she didn't understand the language?<span style="color: #008000">The Actor</span>shook his head and asked<span style="color: #40FF40">The Bodyguard</span>quietly.<br/><br/>"What did he actually?"<br/><br/>The Bodyguard whispered it into the Actor's ear.<br/><br/>"...Oh, dear God."<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF40FF">The Wife</span>looked at the two men curiously and wanted to know as well. When her husband told her, she muttered.<br/><br/>"I'm shocked she didn't slap him."<br/><br/>She certainly would. The Agent wasn't her boss anymore, she had worked for him as a secretary before her marriage, but if he had ever said anything like that to her, he would have quite a red mark to explain. Both men agreed with her. The Actor was glad the female employee hadn't, because knowing his agent, the police would be called. Which would get them in the papers for the wrong reasons. He was supposed to be on his honeymoon and it was supposed to be happy times. Not having his agent trying to get people arrested or be arrested himself. The Agent looked at the hotel manager.<br/><br/>"I certainly hope you are more hopeful these two morons."<br/><br/>He said waving his hand dismissively at the two clerks. The manager needed new employees, such terrible customer service.<br/><br/>"We need three rooms, the best your hotel has to offer. For I have American royalty with me and this absolutely ridiculous how long we have been waiting."<br/><br/>The Agent declared proudly, which caused the Actor's face to turn a little red. He might be famous but he didn't like a big deal being made out of him. He certainly was not royalty. He was a guy from a small town that took a chance to make it big in Hollywood and it worked. Not that his agent ever cared, everywhere the Actor went now was a huge production. Like his wedding and this honeymoon was proving to be. He couldn't remember the last time he went outside his house without a camera in his face. The Agent added.<br/><br/>"I also want a huge discount because she insulted me."<br/><br/>The Agent said, pointing at the female clerk. He had no idea what she said but she had being yelling and he was smart enough to know it was about him. Not that his mind could comprehend she was justified in being upset with him.<br/><br/>"If you don't give me what I want, we'll go somewhere else and I'll tell everyone what a terrible hotel you run. I know lots of important people."<br/><br/>The Bodyguard turned to the woman that the Agent had offended and told her in much better French.<br/><br/>~"I apologize for him, Miss. He is a royal horse's ass."~<br/><br/>The Wife said to the Actor quietly.<br/><br/>"I didn't know Paul could speak French."<br/><br/>"His grandmother was born in Nice and taught him it."<br/><br/>The Wife nodded her head and wished that they had let Paul do all the talking. Not that Agent would have let them. He always had to be the mouthpiece where ever they went.