Rasa had a laugh as they were led to their kingly suite. It was the former kitchen and servant's quarters. Dragon size was an understatement. There on a round breakfast table was a fruit basket and bubbly. Rasa read the card, "Welcome ambassadors and enjouy your stay, The management."<br/><br/>"Well someone tried to write Taradea language. I can't fault them."<br/><br/>The bell hop took their luggage to the master bedroom. Rasa removed a compound scanner from her purse and held it over an apple. She knew it safe the device did not go off. She plopped on the sofa and ate the apple.<br/>The kit dressed like he was from Earth in the 1920's left the suite.<br/><br/>"My dear do you want to rest till the cruise? Do you mind scanning the room?"<br/><br/>Rasa called to her bag-o-bot and looked at it. "Go to fist room on the left. I will open you later."