<strong>Victor, front desk with Herring</strong><br/><br/>Victor was still considering the woman and the display she seemed to be putting on when she asked for his name. Normally he wouldn’t just give such things away as he had been caught up in shady dealings before. Now he wasn’t sure of what to do as there was no obviously policy, at least not one that he knew but then again he hadn’t heard Tom introduce himself to the guests. Taking a moment to study the hand that had been presented to him, he shrugged and reached up to clasp it, shaking it briefly. “Victor I am, security detail and operator of the front desk when the normal guy is preoccupied.”<br/><br/>Releasing the hand quickly, he spun the book around so that he could verify the signature and then snapped the book shut. Placing it back where it needed to be, he handed over the key to the woman, unsure of her comment but not wanting to press the point as he really felt that it was none of his business. “Here is the key to your room. I hope you enjoy your time here at the Pleasure Dome.”<br/>