<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Once the check in was completed and the bell hop had escorted them to the rooms, she stopped long enough to give the man a decent tip and winsome smile before stepping into the suite. The others had already seemed to move off to choose where they would sleep and her own attention turned moving her luggage further in before the consideration of sleeping arrangements would be considered.<br/><br/>She knew that Ken wanted his own room away from the group, something that left her wondering what reason he had for disliking her so much that he’d refuse the help she tried to give everyone. Didn’t matter in the end though - she wouldn’t force him to stay in the suite or even discuss it. He was a grown man and if his dislike of her was that strong, well, it was on him.<br/><br/>Tucking her luggage into the corner of the spacious living room area of the suite, she took to hunting down the linen closet that she knew from experience would be stocked with pillows, blankets, sheets, towels and rags. “I’ll take the couch so that no one has to feel forced to pair up.” She was trying hard not to grate on anyone’s nerves or seem to show off, but truth was, she was questioning just why the fates had thrown her with this group. There didn’t seem to be any reason for her and there certainly didn’t feel like there was any cohesiveness within the group. Of course, it could just be her since it seemed she was straggler joining them.</span></div>