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"If anything happens you know where to go," he said, sitting back down.
Fleur frowned, shifting her bag. "I'd like to purchase a room with two beds for the night."
He shook his head, going to give her the card. "Nope."
She stepped in, looking around curiously. She approached the front desk with a frown.
He nodded thoughtfully. "Yeah, that too."
She glanced back at him, a small frown on her face. "Okay.. I'll be quiet."
He raised an eyebrow at her. "I don't, but I don't think you'll have anywhere else to go besides home, and you know that's dangerous."
She nodded, starting that way. "Alright. Let's go."
He nodded. "Otherwise, go crazy. You can use my card."
"We'd have to share a room because of the spell," she said, "but two bedroom rooms aren't that bad. It'll be fine."
She looked over at him, looking confused as well. "What? Yeah, obviously."
"I don't like pineapple," he said with a frown. "It hurts my tongue."
She squinted at him, but laughed slightly. "Don't complain. I'm paying."
"I'm fine with anything," he said vaguely, waving her off. "Just no pineapple."
"Yes," she said stubbornly. "I came prepared."
He tilted his head slightly. "Okay.." he reached up, taking an earpiece off. "Wear this when you go. It'll distort your appearance on cameras so...
She raised her eyebrows at him. "What? There's nowhere here with proper rooms?"
"No," he admitted, taking a sip of his water. "Not really."
"I just don't want a dirty room," she complained.
"Uh.." he muttered, looking thoughtful. "I'm not sure.. I guess making food would be a start. I can go grocery shopping."
