(Hopefully RIP can get in on this action)<br/><br/>Deloris smirked and waved at Miles before she ran past the sea of people to the gilded front desk. The golden lights of the halls shined off of every service in the main room. Most people were completely enamored by their own reflection on the floor. Some saw more... interesting things through the reflections. For some, a pair of panties (or none whatsoever) is an opportunity too big to pass up. Deloris ducked under the door for the rather cramped main desk and crawled on top of a chair. Another man with a fedora and tie caught wind of Deloris and put on a warm smile.<br/><br/>"Excuse me young lady," he said as he approached her, "have you lost your mom and dad?" Deloris turned her head to him and revealed a sneer on her face.<br/><br/>"OH, Deloris!" the man said after he backed off, "Sorry, I didn't..."<br/><br/>"Oh no, keep talking," Deloris remarked with a smarmy laced toned, "It worked so well the first time."<br/><br/>"Look, I'm sorry-"<br/><br/>"Can you make yourself useful and get me the keys for Salina and Miles Dove's room?" The fedora-ed man's eye twitched at her remark before he took a deep breath and approached a printer. After a bit, he came up to Deloris with two warm, plastic cards.<br/><br/>"Here you are Deloris," he said as he offered them to her.<br/><br/>"Hm," she replied frankly, "thanks I guess." She plucked the cards out of his hands and noticed the man's frustration portrayed by his eyebrows.<br/><br/>"Hey, I'm sorry," she said with a hand on his, "It's a mistake everybody makes. Like, everybody. I don't mean to be a bitch." The man took another sigh and smirked.<br/><br/>"Eh, it's alright I guess," he mumbled staring to the long, rowdy line of guests, "I've got stuff to-"<br/><br/>"Right," Deloris interjected as she hopped off her seat, "Kick some ass Fernando." She ran past the crowd once more and found the rather obvious lamia once again.<br/><br/>"I wasn't too long was I?" she asked as she gave the cards to Salina.