"Indeed." Behind them the Bride is trying to rip Dog Lady a new one, while Dog Lady is trying to fend off Bride and beat Angry Guy. The Security wisely scurried off.
The Devil struts to the front desk with her escort, leaning over the counter. "Scarlet D'Auville, reservation for the penthouse." The clerk checks the computer and frowns slightly. "I am sorry, ma'am, but there is a guest already in there. I can offer one of the honeymoon suites."
The Devil shakes head. "Who is in the penthouse. Mr. [John Doe]?" And before the clerk can answer, she adds with a smirk. "The distinct gentleman who is standing naked on the Blackjack table nearer the fountain, and yodeling while masturbating?"
The Clerk eyes her, flabbergasted, and The Devil just smirk. "Go check my dear, and please have the penthouse ready by the time we finish having a drink." She drops a black Amex and driver's license of the counter and tugs Weyland away towards the hotel's bar.
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The Devil struts to the front desk with her escort, leaning over the counter. "Scarlet D'Auville, reservation for the penthouse." The clerk checks the computer and frowns slightly. "I am sorry, ma'am, but there is a guest already in there. I can offer one of the honeymoon suites."
The Devil shakes head. "Who is in the penthouse. Mr. [John Doe]?" And before the clerk can answer, she adds with a smirk. "The distinct gentleman who is standing naked on the Blackjack table nearer the fountain, and yodeling while masturbating?"
The Clerk eyes her, flabbergasted, and The Devil just smirk. "Go check my dear, and please have the penthouse ready by the time we finish having a drink." She drops a black Amex and driver's license of the counter and tugs Weyland away towards the hotel's bar.