"Alright, you guys have rooms 301, 302 and 303," said James with a smile, handing the keys over to Freddy.
"Okay! Scooby and Shaggy can have room 302, me and Daphne will take 301 and Velma can have room 303."
"Ruh ruh. Rerember rhat rat rirl raid? Room ree-oh-roo ris roo be reared!"
"Eh?"
"He says no way man! Room 302 is to be feared, man! Like the little girl said! And I agree!"
Velma dug around in her bag. "Would you do it for… 2 Scooby Snacks?"
"Ruh ruh."
"No way!"
"3 Scooby Snacks?"
"Ruh ruh."
"No chance!"
"Four Scooby Snacks and a 12 month subscription to TIME?"
"Reah!"
"Okay!"
Scooby and Shaggy swiped their treats and ran up the stairs to their room.
The door to room 302 creaked open, and Scooby and Shaggy tiptoed in.
"Hey Scoob…"
"Reah?"
"We got a TV."
"OH REAH!"
With a grace like no other, Shaggy lept forward and hit the button on the tv, landing gracefully in front of it. Scooby sat down too. The picture was static-ridden, but a face could be made out, and over the white-noise came a sound.
"Daddy… help me…"
"Hey Scoob! It's one of those new Reality shows!"
"Ray!"
Velma was settling quite well into her new hotel room. There was nice furniture, and a small collection of books. She sat down, inspecting a red book that had lain in the pile.
"The book of Crimson Ceremony? I've never heard of this one before. Oh! It's a Dan Brown novel!"
She opened the book and read aloud.
"Believers hearken to me! Twenty score men and seven thousand beasts. Heed my words and speaketh them to all, that they shall ever be obeyed even under the light of the proud and merciless sun."
Velma adjusted her glasses for a second.
"Sounds a little far fetched to me."