{01} [Lobby] Try to figure out what all this is for

[am_the_prophet]

Chuck found himself in the middle of a lobby. It looked fancy, too fancy for any hotel he could afford. He couldn't remember how he got there or why he was there. It reminded him of the room that Dean had been kept in by the angels. He looked around. There were no medival paintings of angels and humans or large, fancy tubs of beer or burgers piled

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[suckit_list]

This was a first for Kat. She'd been living in El Dorado for a few weeks, but she had never been in the lobby when a new arrival was around. She actually spent a lot of time avoiding the lobby so that she didn't have to be a part of the welcome wagon - not that she minded baking sugar cookies and bringing them the door of a new neighbor, this was just a little different

[am_the_prophet]

He jerked at the feel of her hand on her arm, letting off a short, but totally manly, yelp. He turned, looking down at the pretty woman with the red hair. It took him a second to realize that she was talking and he cleared his throat, blinking several times. "Yeah, uh, yeah. I'm new."

He leaned forward just a little, lowering his voice, a somewhat scared look on his face. "Am I, you know...dead?"

He didn't want to ask that question, but damn it, he had to know. If he suddenly spouted wings, he would probably scream like a girl.

[suckit_list]

"Dead?" Well, that was a good question, but it sounded a little silly if you were in Kat's position. She rubbed her hand over her face in an attempt to hide a smile, and shook her head. "No, don't worry. You're fine." It might have helped to mention that she was a nurse, but if he thought El Dorado was heaven, her title wouldn't do much to convince him that he was alright.

Besides, she hadn't exactly been able to show up for work in a while.

"Rumor has it that this is meant to be a vacation, not...whatever it is that you're thinking." Telling him what she had originally thought it was would have made him think she was a crazy person. "I'm Kat Gardener."She extended her hand to him, along with a promise. "I don't bite, if that's what you're worried about."

[am_the_prophet]

Okay. So, the pretty redhead said that he wasn't deceased. That was good. That was really good. Being alive was a very good thing and that meant that he didn't have to deal with Zachariah bringing him back to life. That guy was creepy.

"A vacation? I can't afford a vacation," Chuck replied, shaking his head. He just barely scraped by to buy the alcohol he needed. Along with paying the bills. But a vacation? That was out of the question. When she stuck out her hand, he flashed her a brave little smile, taking her hand and giving it a shake. "Chuck Shurley. Nice to meet you." Considering the circumstances.