"Hello monsieur!" Leilani said courteously to the man at the concierge
desk.
"Hello madam. How may I assist you today?" the concierge asked politely.
"We have the Presidential Suite reserved under the name Riley-Mae Nyxinn." Leilani said clearly and radiantly.
The concierge typed something onto the computer screen and looked at it with narrow eyes.
"Ah! Yes." The concierge said lifting his head up from the computer. "Here we are! Riley-Mae Nyxinn. Presidential Suite, two nights, private entrance, and personal butler. Just hand your bags over here to Fránk" he said making a hand gesture to a very stout man who came hurrying to their service ", and follow Pierre to your room. Here are your keys; one for each of you. Enjoy your stay here at the Plaza in London.
The girls thanks the concierge and kindly gave their bags to Fránk took them into a back room. Then, they followed Pierre down the marbled floored, antique looking hall to a private elevator. The man led them courteously into the elevator taking out a master key-card from his pocket. He slipped it into it's key-card hole and automatically the button that said "20" on it lit up.
"Every time you need to go up to your rooms just insert your card into it's slot and the elevator will automatically take you there. If you are going downstairs the same applies. The system is programmed not to let you enter floors 2-17. 18-20 are yours and the ground floor is accessible to all." Pierre informed the girls as they made their way up.
Ding!
"Well, thanks Pierre! Tara said and the girls headed into their Suite.
"Good day!" Pierre said and the elevator door closed.
"Whoa!" Riley said.
They all ran to see what their friend was so excited about. They found her in the kitchen, refrigerator door wide open.
"Awesome!" Jhene said and she peeked inside too.
Inside the refrigerator was a whole assortment of food. Fruit parfait, London style cheesecake, chocolate moose, and anything else that you wanted. And if it wasn't there, then there was always room service.
"Your mom said that everything in the room was paid for so we could enjoy ourselves, right?" Jhene asked hungrily.
"Yup!" Riley said looking around the refrigerator still.
"And we could spend up to £1,000 on room service, right?" Jhene asked.
"That's what she said!" Riley said smiling at her friend.
"YES! SCORE!" Jhene screamed aloud.
"Come on guys. You can't fill yourselves up on all of this. You could seriously damage your digestive system." Leilani said intelligently.
"Oh Lei!" Riley said sighing.
"What?! It's true!"
"Hello madam. How may I assist you today?" the concierge asked politely.
"We have the Presidential Suite reserved under the name Riley-Mae Nyxinn." Leilani said clearly and radiantly.
The concierge typed something onto the computer screen and looked at it with narrow eyes.
"Ah! Yes." The concierge said lifting his head up from the computer. "Here we are! Riley-Mae Nyxinn. Presidential Suite, two nights, private entrance, and personal butler. Just hand your bags over here to Fránk" he said making a hand gesture to a very stout man who came hurrying to their service ", and follow Pierre to your room. Here are your keys; one for each of you. Enjoy your stay here at the Plaza in London.
The girls thanks the concierge and kindly gave their bags to Fránk took them into a back room. Then, they followed Pierre down the marbled floored, antique looking hall to a private elevator. The man led them courteously into the elevator taking out a master key-card from his pocket. He slipped it into it's key-card hole and automatically the button that said "20" on it lit up.
"Every time you need to go up to your rooms just insert your card into it's slot and the elevator will automatically take you there. If you are going downstairs the same applies. The system is programmed not to let you enter floors 2-17. 18-20 are yours and the ground floor is accessible to all." Pierre informed the girls as they made their way up.
Ding!
"Well, thanks Pierre! Tara said and the girls headed into their Suite.
"Good day!" Pierre said and the elevator door closed.
"Whoa!" Riley said.
They all ran to see what their friend was so excited about. They found her in the kitchen, refrigerator door wide open.
"Awesome!" Jhene said and she peeked inside too.
Inside the refrigerator was a whole assortment of food. Fruit parfait, London style cheesecake, chocolate moose, and anything else that you wanted. And if it wasn't there, then there was always room service.
"Your mom said that everything in the room was paid for so we could enjoy ourselves, right?" Jhene asked hungrily.
"Yup!" Riley said looking around the refrigerator still.
"And we could spend up to £1,000 on room service, right?" Jhene asked.
"That's what she said!" Riley said smiling at her friend.
"YES! SCORE!" Jhene screamed aloud.
"Come on guys. You can't fill yourselves up on all of this. You could seriously damage your digestive system." Leilani said intelligently.
"Oh Lei!" Riley said sighing.
"What?! It's true!"