Oh, hey, a quiet day at the hotel. That weird bird was even gone.
Quinn was happy enough that the election and first sorority meeting had gone off without a hitch that she intended to enjoy the relative peace. After she did the usual hotel stuff -- scheduling a meeting here, ordering fresh linens there -- she settled in behind her laptop and started idly clicking through hairstyle websites. She was feeling like it was time for a change.
Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's specials:
Pizza with anchovies and capersChocolate mint pie [OOC: Open hotel. OCD went off to get an erotic Ryan Seacrest tattoo.]