<div style="text-align: justify;">Marie waited with the usual patience for Shane to say what he had called her for. Shane’s invitation for dinner took the woman by surprise, but she didn’t think anything bad of it. He seemed like a lonely young man, and Marie really didn’t mind helping. She knew that it was often frowned upon that employees had too much contact with the guests, but it was very unlikely that someone would think that she would be doing something strange or unsavory with such a young man.<br/><br/>When he seemed to backtrack a little, fearing that she would not want to keep him company, the woman sighed. “Oh, dear”, she murmured gently. “Of course I would like to have dinner and listen to you”, the woman completed. “I will probably be free at around seven at night, is that a good time?”, she asked, completing, “I can indicate a place, if you would like”, before giving him a chance to speak again.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">***************************</div><br/>The chambermaid knew that Diane would probably never call security. It didn’t cost anything to slip the idea into her mind, though. It might just be the idea that caused a big mess in the perfect façade the Actor and his Wife were keeping. One never knew.<br/><br/>Knowing that staying longer would probably be overstepping, the young woman nodded to Paul. “Very well”, she murmured softly, concern clearly written in her face. “I will go back to my station, but please ask her to call for anyone if she needs help”, the woman still added. <br/><br/>She left the hallway with a concerned expression, that turned into a smile when she entered the elevator. It was a lot of fun to see the perfect couple crumbling into pieces, and she was really curious to know how they would hide or justify the bruise on Diane’s face.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">***************************</div><br/>Pierre had been waiting for Martin to ask him that question. He knew that it was important to wait for the Actor to take the initiative, after all. When he finally asked the question Pierre had been waiting for, the young man seemed to hesitate. It was the gesture of a man who had been forced to hide his true nature his entire life - a feeling Martin probably knew well.<br/><br/>Pierre showed his most charming smile when Martin asked what he liked. “Let’s say I like people that are more similar to me…”, he replied quietly. “People like you”, the young man completed, almost timidly.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">***************************</div><br/>The Lady couldn’t help but want to laugh. She nearly did, but lucky for her, Rich kissed her lips before she could burst out laughing - that wouldn’t have been too good for her plans, after all. <br/><br/>When Rich started making his way down her body with kisses, the Lady finally laughed freely. Before the Agent could start having ideas, she provided an explanation. “I’m ticklish”, she explained, winking at Rich. “Don’t take advantage of this knowledge”, the girl added, giggling softly.</div>