The cab driver certainly took a good look as Eliza got out, the sight definately leaving a small smile on his face as he admired the view. With a small wave the cab eased off, leaving her in front of the hotel.<br/><br/>The clerk seemed vaguely effeminate, a small, 'dapper' man with carefully shaped hair and well-moisturised skin. He smiled a rather fake smile as she approached and nodded.<br/>"Certainly Ma'am," he lisped, tapping busily at the computer in front of him.<br/>"Two hundred for a single, four for a double. We have larger rooms if you wish, but the reservation increases substantially. How long will you be staying?"<br/>The speech came out almost automatically... it was obviously well-rehearsed. His name badge informed the world that he was the Manager on Duty, that he was here to help, and his name was Michael.<br/>