Mostly spoiler-free. Definitely unedited. Changes possible. Let me know if these get annoying. :)
Monty strode with Monty-like confidence to the nearest chair
and nudged the occupant flopped across it. “Hey hey. Guy. You gotta get down on
the floor. We’re having a chair emergency.”
“Erf?” asked
the sleeper. "A chair emergency?"
“This
extremely official executive here? In the fancy hairnet?”
The sleeper
blinked at me. “Isn’t that a snood?”
“The executive in the snood apologizes
for the inconvenience. Among everything else she likes to say sorry about.
Which is everything that can be sorry’d. She’s so sorry she’ll be happy to give
you a free room at a future date if you see the front desk in the morning. Tell 'em Fair Finley sent you. And grab all the complimentary toothbrushes you can
stuff your pockets with. You can’t pass an opportunity like that up.”
“I
like free toothbrushes.” The sleeper slid onto the floor, next to a gorgeous older
woman.
