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"Oh, no. It's all pre-paid, assuming you got one of those invitations." The clerk said, smiling, "You know, promotional stuff. We'd just appreciate a good review on Yelp."

The clerk went back to her work, addressing another guest, providing him with a room number, (106) and passing him a... Rusty card?


[DJAtomika] 

The wing of the hotel she was in was shaped a bit like an 8 on a digital clock. Each floor was mostly hallways, with rooms on one side and a pleasant view all the way down to the lobby and balconies of the other "floors". The next hall presumably led to yet more 8-shaped balconies.

The room was well-lit, even without the lights on. The fog cleared over the ocean, of all places, and there was just enough of a gap in the clouds for a late-afternoon orange to peak through... That was on the other side of the building, however, so it looked rather like a glowing orange beach was literally melting away into nighttime.

Aside from the view in the big window-doors, (which also led to a balcony that seemed even higher) there was plentiful art-deco furniture. Soft, comfortable, and charmingly dated. All very nice, though the room may have been a little warm. The maid or whoever set the thermostat might have been trying to compensate for the unseasonable chill outside this evening.