<div style="text-align: justify;">The manager almost rolled his eyes when the Agent told him to make it two bottles of champagne. <span style="font-style: italic">Americans</span>, he thought to himself. But he really didn’t have time to argue. So, he simply nodded and stated he would make a note of that. He definitely would. A note to send a fine bottle of champagne and some strawberries and chocolate to the newlyweds and a cheap bottle for the agent. Not like that heathen would know the difference, after all.<br/><br/>Happy with the Bodyguard’s agreement to her comment on the end, the young clerk returned to her work. At least the other Americans seemed more reasonable, and she wouldn’t have to deal with the man all the time. She felt bad for the chamber maids and bellboys, though. <br/><br/>When the Actor passed them those francs, both clerks smiled and thanked him. It was rare that they got a really nice tip, as all they did was checking people in and out and retrieving keys. But they did feel that the way they had been treated warranted a bit of a better one, and were grateful for it.<br/><br/>The boy dealing with the bags soon noticed he was in for the same kind of treatment and sighed. There was really nothing he could do for now. Not even asking for the floor - people like them always went for the top floor, after all -, the boy simply pressed the corresponding button and kept silent.<br/><br/>Once upstairs, and having already checked the numbers of the rooms, the bellboy decided to get rid of the Agent first by leading him to his room and leaving his bags there, and then handle the others, who seemed more reasonable. While he pulled his cart from the lift, <span style="color: #8000FF">a young woman</span> - dark hair and a somewhat furtive expression - stepped out of the second lift and went for a door with a ‘do not disturb sign’, knocking twice on it and waiting for it to be opened.</div>