"McGuire," Sam said at the front desk, sweat surrounding his brow from carrying the suitcases.
"I'll assume you are part of the Hildridge party?" Her French accent was horrible, and Sam wondered how she got a job at a place as fancy as this.
"Yes," Sam asserted. "We are as a separate entity though because we are all going. As a family."
"I can manage that," the French woman smiled. She tapped into the computer, her facial expression changing from rigid to angry to sad to happy to psychotic to normal. "Alright, here are your keys. I am afraid we could not get you into a threesome, um, Mr. and Mrs. McGuire and Matthew?" Matt gave her a wry smile. "Yes. So, Matthew was paired up with another person from the Hildridge party in one of our doubles."
"Who?" Matt asked, only his eyes visible to the manager at the front desk.
"Someone named David."
"David. . ." Matt prompted her.
"I am sorry, but the students were only put in by initials last names." It took the group a little while to figure out that she meant to say: the initials of their last names.
"Wouldn't that cause confusion?" Jo asked.
"No. We reserved the 8th, 9th and 10th floor for the Hildridge party. We simply put the chaperone's full names and that was it. They find their parties. They know."
"At least I know I am not rooming with Frankenstein," Matt tried to reassure himself.
"Maybe just your luck your roommate will eat you." Lizzie remarked. "Guys, can we get a luggage carrier now? I just want to get this luggage into the room so that we can eat lunch." Her parents smiled at her and then at each other.
"Sure honey," Jo said, happily. "Guys, wait here and we'll get a luggage carrier." Jo and Sam went off, their arms around each other.
"What a shudder moment," Matt said. "Well, I am going. Tata."
"Not-so-fast." Lizzie grabbed the hood of his t-shirt. "You are just here because we couldn't find a babysitter so now you have to stick with us. Don't think that I am too thrilled about it."
"Believe me," Matt said. "I don't. He looked around. "Hey look, there is Ethan!"
"Where?" Lizzie let go of Matt's hood and looked in his direction. "Matt, where-" she then realized her mistake and sure enough, Matt was gone. She spotted him jogging through the crowds a few yards away. She hustled toward him and right before she was about to grab him, he noticed her chasing him and they broke into a full speed maniac human-to-human chase.