The man that slowly came around the corner from the back-room was reading a magazine and didn't really notice what kind of woman that had chosen to take up residence in the hotel until he stood there right before her and lifted his eyes from his reading. He took a step back her beauty taking him so much that it almost looked as if he had been given a physical blow.<br/><br/>"Wh-wh-wh..." He started, his mouth not coorporating with his brain at all. "What can I do for you?" He managed to get out before he had made an even worse fool of himself than he already had.<br/><br/>Inside of the hotel actually was worse than outside - dirty, unkept, worn down and Veronica wouldn't be surprised if their were roaches on the rooms. If she hadn't been told to use this front she would have refused to stay there but as the situation was such refusal was at the moment impossible.