So, I changed all the sheets. Four times. Damn these guests.

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Stretching like an oversized cat, Duncan lets himself drop on the bed in his shabby little bellhop room.

Great mother of Jupiter swinging a hula hoop and walking through jello - it's great to have an hour off. If that wretch Gray had his way, my lunch hour would be twelve minutes long. And of COURSE he takes a three hour lunch every day. Ha. Takes him two and a half hours at LEAST to convince that gir-er, woman he's seeing to give him a nooner, so I guess the guy needs the extra time.

Now, what would make this a perfect break would be to have a nice warm body tap on my door, preferably holding a bottle of something wet and alcohol-laden.

Duncan proceeds to stare at the door, mentally willing it to produce a knocking noise.

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Oh, you think this is amazing, do you? Well, it is really - Weini is THE premiere place to vacation in all known space. But it's a resort, so of course it's got to be stunning and entertaining.

The universe is full of amazing places - I grew up on an asteroid, goes by the name of Leroy. Yeah, I know, stupid name, but most asteroids get named after their discoverer, and old Leroy Snafhoosian was quite the guy. Nice place, great people, but crowded. REALLY crowded. My place there was half the size of this room. No, I mean the WHOLE place, kitchen, bath, everything. When Mr. Gray offered me this job and I saw how BIG this room was, I had to take it!

Wasn't till I started actually working that I saw how big the guest rooms were, and realized I was living in a closet. Oh well.

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"An asteriod?" The longer his story gets, the more she smiles, amused by both the tale and her own imaginings. "That sounds very different than here as well."

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I don't think you'd like asteroid-life. Not many open spaces, very little plant life outside the hydroponics cave, and barely any room to be alone with your thoughts.

The cookies seem to be loosening Duncan's tongue as he speaks of his personal background and life.

Being offered this job was my way off that rock. I almost didn't accept though, Mister Gray and I really don't get along well. But he seemed to think I'd be good for the guests. *snorts* His people skills are really lacking!

Just don't ever let him know how thankful I am to be here. I'd never hear the end of it. *winks*

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Uruviel grins, patting his arm. "Your secret is safe with me."

Taking a cookie for herself, she chews thoughtfully for a moment. "I understand about leaving your home, even if it isn't as cramped. I lived in Lothlorien for centuries before I left, and while there were plants and quiet spaces, the same places can begin to wear on one."