<strong>Afternoon, Hyton Inn, Renton</strong><br/><div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/5fe96a9b-6d92-451b-ad2f-6caf946793c3/da97j1w-78217111-f39d-48fd-8415-02393ade897d.png/v1/fill/w_1280,h_1807,q_75,strp/shadowrun_elf_portrait_by_arttair-da97j1w.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJpc3MiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwic3ViIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsImF1ZCI6WyJ1cm46c2VydmljZTppbWFnZS5vcGVyYXRpb25zIl0sIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiIvZi81ZmU5NmE5Yi02ZDkyLTQ1MWItYWQyZi02Y2FmOTQ2NzkzYzMvZGE5N2oxdy03ODIxNzExMS1mMzlkLTQ4ZmQtODQxNS0wMjM5M2FkZTg5N2QucG5nIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEyODAiLCJoZWlnaHQiOiI8PTE4MDcifV1dfQ.jCSy1ozrlfMORtphZOKbN96qxwhyr0zEz8xA9xy68f4)</div><br/>Myriad nodded as she listened to her partner. It wasn’t looking like they were given valid data, she imagined if they were as big a hot dog as the boss had thought she’d been upstairs with the two men already. Whereas, they were looking at a delay and the booze order was starting to sound good.<br/><br/>“I imagine I can do that.” Myriad said as she looked around to see if the men and their escorts were lingering in the lobby or had they all gone up to their rooms like good little goons.