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"Hard to get. I can dig that," Michael says, as he turns back to the RV.
"I got us two rooms, double queen sized beds for each. Gotta park this damn thing right though. Also, Michael turns to Nicholas and Otto. "Hot chick at 12 o' clock."
Michael parks the car and gets out the RV, moving back into the main hall.
"Finally, we can sleep in some quality beds," Stephanie muttered as she stretched her arms out and yawned. "I've been dying for something comfortable..."
"Ah the classic bait. Always nice. Guess that's why they were this cheap," Michael says as he opens his own room. "By the way, double beds. You're gonna have to share. I'm going for a ******* shower, and I suggest you do as well. We all smell like shit. C'mon Otto."
"You took a few gunshots, I imagine you'd want to shower first, Stephanie"
"I'll take care of things here, I suppose. Not my job but, well, I'm quite suited to quickly fixing things." He offers.
DSMN manifests next to Nicholas, who goes to open a window. He begins moving around the room rapidly, fixing the beds and launching the dust out of the open window.
Stephanie smiled a little at that. "Well, if you insist," she said with a grin as she moved towards the bathrooms. Once closing the door, she got herself undressed, started up the shower and hopped in.
After a while of this, Stephanie exited the bathroom, wearing a bathrobe and running a towel through her blue hair to dry it out. She smiled. "Found these bathrobes with the help of my stand. Surprisingly comfortable."
She seemed pretty proud of her find as she glanced around the room. "This sure looks fixed up."
"...Jeez, you guys must be even more tired than I thought. Whatever," Michael says, quickly hiding behind a door, before emerging in nothing but an undershirt and jeans. "Night guys."
Michael practically collapses on the bed, falling to sleep in about a minute flat.
Stephanie would sit next to him and smile. "Remind me to buy some new clothes as soon as I can. The ones I brought with me are bloody. ...really should've stopped by my apartment before we went on this trip..."
She was renting that one hotel room. Shit, what happened to all her stuff? That was an issue...
"Either way, I'm wearing this robe for the night. At least it doesn't have blood on it."
"Well, with the money we earned, we could certainly afford some, assuming we ever have the time." Nicholas replies before he himself heads off to the shower. While he wasn't significantly injured during the fight, it had still been an intense day.
"It's not like our money is the only income I rely one." She said as Nicholas stood up. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a credit card. "Back home in Bermuda, once I discovered my stand, I went to the casinos and...well, you can guess what happens then..."
She smiled as she watched Nicholas waltzed into the bathroom. She then looked to Mame and smiled at her as well. "Also, Mame, you've been doing great. Thank you for helping me."