Little Rikku, having had the good luck to awaken before the Mistress started yelling, popped out of a side corridor leading to the bathroom, smoothing off her uniform and adjusting her mirrorshades.  She pats the breakfast menu and wine list tucked into her apron pocket with a gleeful and anticipatory grin.<br/><br/>Why was it always a competition?  That made no sense!  The Old Lady could just make a schedule or something.<br/><br/>Waiting until the last possible moment to slip into Nozomi's path with an insincere "<em>sumimasen</em>!", Rikku knocks on the bathroom door before stepping in.<br/><br/>(assuming her Luck will hold out...)<br/><br/>(IF I understand this correctly, I make a Luck check, and then Nozomi makes a Luck check, winner gets to go through the door first and loser takes Stress.  Yes?)<br/><br/>(And Mister Die Roller likes me today:<br/>Roll Result: MadPanda rolled: 1d6<br/>Comment: x3 for Luck check<br/>Result: 6,<br/>Total: 6 times 3 is 18!)