Whistling the technician walked into the hotel and walked to the lobby, getting the attention of one of the members of the hotel's staff. "Excuse me, I'm the technician you called. Could you tell me which room it was with the electricity problem?"

The staffmember looked at him quizically. "What are you talking about, we have no problems and we certainly didn't call you."

The blond technican blinked his gray eyes for a moment. "Are you certain, couse I don't like being called for nothing you know."

The staffmember looked at him for a moment before typing something down on the keyboard in front of him. "Let's see... technical difficulties... technical difficulties... see I can't find an- Wait... hey here's something guess my colleague must have talked you before he went home...."

The technician shrugged. "Probably... I don't know the guy's name I just got send here by the company... so which room is it?"

"Room 56... you know where it is?"

The technician looked around. "Just point me in the right direction and I'll find it... sooner I get my job done the sooner I can get home to the wife and kids."

"I hear ya, well good luck with fixing the problem."

Tristan smiled. "Oh, I think it will work out."

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