I walk up to the desk. I recognize the name on her badge, and when I introduce myself, she responds, “Oh, you’re the late arrival!”
“Yeah, I guess I’m even later than expected,” I laugh. “So, do I have to check out in ten minutes?” I ask half-jokingly as she hands me the card key.
“No, no,” she says. “You’ve got a good couple hours.” I thank her and make my way upstairs to the room, and from a reclining position, try to figure out my plan for today.