Hi guys! This is fanfiction for two bellhops at the tower of terror. I saw the two together the last few times I rode and they're the cutest thing ever! The first time I noticed them was when she came to trade elevators with him. He stared at her for a really long time before he left. Then I saw her looking at him from the library. And I saw him spinning her around at the exit. Does anyone know if they're dating?

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The year was 1939. The place was the glitz and glamour of Hollywood. The specific place was the lobby doors of the Hollywood Tower Hotel. The heat of the summer was beginning to set in. Victor McConnell could feel trickles of sweat rolling down his back. It was a day like any other. A smart black car had rolled through the front gate and another Hollywood couple stepped out into the stone entrance. In an instant, Victor had been there to pop the trunk open and collect what bags were waiting in the cab. While there were many trunks and hatboxes, the over six-foot giant lifted the oversized luggage with ease. The couple he was helping was prattling on and on about some party that meant nothing to him. Their little dog glared up at him with beady little eyes, as if to make sure the man wouldn't squash his owners. During the lull in the conversation, Victor let his mind wander to things that actually had some relevance to him.

A new bellhop was starting today. Jamison Poltz was the one charged with showing her around and making sure she learned the ropes. It wasn't going to be an easy job. Hopefully, this rare new female had the moxie to get the job done. Secretly, Victor hoped she wasn't much of a looker. The male patrons would harass her to no end, just like they did to poor Jane Altone. No wonder she was moved to the mailroom. The poor girl was almost physically assaulted while bringing up some luggage.

Victor had never had that problem. People would stop and stare at him, not because he was a rather handsome bloke, but because he was gigantic. He knew he had been hired as more as an entertainment commodity than for his work ethic. Not every hotel could boast that a mountain of a man was their bellhop. Victor had gotten used to the stares and the comments. With his closely clipped brown hair and deep blue eyes, the bellhop stood a proud six-foot ten. Most people had to crane their necks to even get a glimpse of his face. His hands alone were the size of dinner plates. The sweet smell of lady's perfume broke him out of his thoughts. A group of hotel guests stepped away from the front desk, and there she was.

The new girl was pretty, with her bangs in a roll on her forehead. What was unusual was that her hair in the back was very short. She had copper skin and dark eyes that seemed to twinkle in the light of the lamps. On her hands, she wore a pair of spotless white gloves.

Victor could almost feel the smirk twisting his face. Apparently, his silent prayer had been ignored because this one was a looker. This little girl wouldn't last a week. She would be gone by this time tomorrow. A shrill voice cut through his thoughts.

"Bellhop! Our bags!" the lady in pink screeched at him, "Any slower and you won't get a tip!"

The six-foot plus giant internally grumbled and began to lug the bags to the golden elevators. After learning that the couple was going to be on the eleventh floor, he pressed the appropriate button and looked back out in to the lobby. Poltz and the new bellhop had moved to familiarize themselves with the rest of the lobby. It was then that the girl looked up at him. Victor stared back as she began to smile. He was just about to smile back when the elevator doors slammed in his face. Now he was trapped in a small space with the pink lady, her shrimp of a husband and their dog that smelled like whisky.

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Alice Lee James could hardly contain her excitement. This was it. This was finally it! This was going to be her first step in the world of show business and glitzy glamour! The fresh faced Northerner had only been in Hollywood for a few days. She had answered an ad in the paper for a bellhop at the Hollywood Tower Hotel and the twenty year old snatched it up immediately. The hiring process had gone by relatively smoothly. Her family background of owning a successful boarding house in Chicago had really helped her land the paycheck. Not to mention all she had to do was smile a bit at the lanky interviewer. While he hadn't been much, he was still going to be in charge of her employment. Not even two days later, she got the telephone call saying she had gotten the job. After that, it had been a mad rush to finish all her paperwork, obtain the proper Hotel attire and begin her training.

Now she stood in the lobby of the finest hotel in all of Hollywood. She began to fidget with the collar of her new uniform. The maroon dress paired with the grey pants was a bit on the warm side, but at least it was flattering. From her position by the front desk, Alice could take in all the grandeur around her. The brass shined. There were fresh flowers waiting to greet guests as they prepared to check in and out. There was a light clink of glasses and china as a few couples dined. In the corner, a group of men where playing an intense game of Mah Jongg.

But the sights and sounds paled to the man that had just stepped into the lobby. Alice almost visibly gulped. The bellhop has simply enormous. It was a marvel he could fit through any of the hotel doors. The hat only made him seem taller. He handled the luggage with ease. She didn't mean to stare, but something about him captivated her.

Mr. Jamison Poltz, the man that had been her interviewer, was telling her about proper protocol when he noticed that his newest bellhop wasn't listening to a word he was saying. He followed her line of sight and frowned.

"I expect you to give me your undivided attention, Miss James," Jamison sniffed, "As a member of the Tower staff, you are expected to be professional at all times. Your work life must not be muddled with your private life."

"I understand, sir," Alice replied, nodding her head slightly.

"Good. Moving on to the entrance of the lobby…"

Alice hadn't meant it, but she was ignoring Mr. Poltz again. The giant had shuffled to the elevators. The couple he was assisting barked something at him as the golden doors opened and they stepped through. His eyes met hers for a brief second and Alice had no idea what to do. She had been caught staring, so she refused to look away and flashed him a small smile. The bellhop's eyes widened slightly and before he could do anything else, the elevator doors glided shut. An impatient cough from Jamison Poltz steered her back to her training.