<strong>“Alright.”</strong>Waltz answered and the kiosk display fizzed out as he switched the selection screen to a private ARO. He picked an appropriate room, added a massage table and a few 'special' items, chose colors and then confirmed his selection.<br/><br/><strong>“Thank you for staying at Nanato Romance Hotels!”</strong>a pleasant female voice chimed and the doors slid open. The display coating on the floor in front of them switched on, showing a trail of digital rose petals to lead the way. Waltz and Fury didn’t meet a living soul as they walked to their room. Just a pair of room service robots buzzed past them, painted to very roughly resemble robotic French maids. For the people who came here, seeking privacy and intimacy, human contact was not considered a service plus.<br/><br/>The room he had chosen for them had a soft, spa-like atmosphere: All-natural colors and pristine white. The air was humid and warm, and the infotain system was playing soft, spherical music overlaid with the sound of the ocean.<strong>“I thought we could start out with a massage.”</strong>Waltz said and pointed to the massage table that he had booked.<strong>”Why don’t you get …comfortable… while I get ready.”</strong>He said and shook out a white towel and soaked another in warm water. He quickly ruffled through the drawers underneath the self-mobile table and took out a bottle of scented oil. One of the drawers looked like the ‘extra’ – being black while the others were all white – and Waltz peeked inside to make sure that everything he had ordered from the kiosk was there. He quickly shut it again before Fury could have a look, too. If she wanted to be surprised, he intended to deliver.<br/>