Jumping through the window, The maid smiled with glee. She was nearly there, and this was her last room to inspect. Everything was in order. EVERYthing was going to plan
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Anna the butler opened the doors of the prestigous Presidentiol hotel and let in a highly in love, rich couple. The man had a moustache, which he twiddled as he walked.
"Hello, how may I help you?" Grace, the receptionist, says monotonely.
"I would like a penthouse suite please. Highest quality" The man says.
"And Who are you?"Grace smiled.
"Ergh." He looked at his wife lovingly "Mr and er Mrs. um... Smith. Yes, Smith."
"yes, have you booked a reservation?" Grace glanced up
"Oh yes. But no payment yet."
"How long are you staying?"
"undecided"
"So... A deposit of $500 now, and please pay us each morning you are here,"
"Er. Yes" Mr. Smith smiled "Do you take cash?"
"um... of course, sir" Grace grinned
"here," in a foreign accent, Mrs. Smith smiled. She handed over 5 $100 dollar bills.
Grace wondered why they would carry such a load with them. "here is your key, The butler will kindly show you to your room,"
Anna led them up to the lift, and pressed the button.