<div align="center"><strong>Andrew Murton Arrives in Lobby looking around[ looking for receptionist/color]</strong></div><br/>Andrew looks around the lush surrounds and gazed upon the lovely maiden and a gentleman speaking in the corner.<br/>He looks for a bar he needs a scotch. He might be forced to work, some sort of stupid idea of his parents, he could at least get a damn drink.<br/><br/>There seems to be a load of photos on the walls and the decor seemed very swish. The dark skinned girl looked rather nice, but this place would be full of models and such and he had seen enough of them and frankly hadn't been impressed with them when they opened their mouths to speak. Still there were other compensations working with so many hot horny women. Still Andy made his way too reception a bell on the desk, he rang it and waited for service.<br/><br/>The dark woman, she looked rather capable of looking after herself, appeared to coming over towards him. This might be someone who could tell him where he needed to go to sign on and get started in whatever mundane inanities he was meant to undertake