Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2013-10-14 08:40 pm
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Hotel Pershing Hall, Paris, Monday Afternoon
Kate had turned twenty two weeks ago. Bod would do the same in a couple of weeks, and so not only was today almost the midway point between their two birthdays, it also happened to be their two-and-a-half years anniversary. Yes, Kate was about as astonished by that fact as most other people might have been. (Her own fifteen-year-old Fandom newbie self from a little over four years ago would have been flabbergasted, for sure.) And it was a cause for celebration.
It had taken some saving and a bit of luck with regards to deals, but they had a suite for a couple of days at Hotel Pershing Hall in Paris (Kate's choice, they hadn't been since that time Fandom was next to Disneyland), near just about all the good stuff as far as Kate was concerned. And that was before she'd seen the inside of the hotel, because holy shit.
"Holy shit."
Way to look like an American tourist right after dragging your bags in the door, Kate.
[ooc: NFB, and for the boy, and massive SP!]
It had taken some saving and a bit of luck with regards to deals, but they had a suite for a couple of days at Hotel Pershing Hall in Paris (Kate's choice, they hadn't been since that time Fandom was next to Disneyland), near just about all the good stuff as far as Kate was concerned. And that was before she'd seen the inside of the hotel, because holy shit.
"Holy shit."
Way to look like an American tourist right after dragging your bags in the door, Kate.
[ooc: NFB, and for the boy, and massive SP!]

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Understatement.
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As we say in polite society.
"You can't deal with being wrong."
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That was a great argument, right there. But, they were at the desk so she engaged with the clerk with a cheery bonjour and got to getting their room key and all that necessary stuff.
She actually looked like a grown-up doing that.
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He'd just stand there and be English.
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And Kate was really good at getting stuff like this done. Must've been all the practice she'd gotten over her flight attending time. She turned back to him soon enough, key in hand, and nodded at the elevators. "It's a couple floors up."
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Once there, she pushed button to call the elevator down.
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"So English."
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Although maybe that had less to do with nationality and more with personality. She wasn't serious, anyway.
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The doors opened again, and she stepped out, checking the room number on the key.
"It's how I show my appreciation."
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