"Oh, very good," Sierra cut her off. "Thanks for relieving me," Sierra said. She grasped Zoe's arm, and for a moment, Zoe felt something, then...
Sierra turned and headed toward the elevator.
Zoe stood behind the desk. "Now, where were we?"
Linda studied her. "That...wasn't there a moment ago," she said, pointing to a gold nametag on Zoe's blazer.
Zoe looked at it. "Well, it is there now," she said.
The receptionist who checked them in returned to the desk. "Good news...you know that missing luggage that was supposed to be delivered to the penthouse? It has been located. It turns out it did make the plane after all. It should be delivered here shortly," she said.
Zoe smiled. "Well, that is good news. Good work," she siad, approvingly.
"But...what about...us?" Linda said, suddenly.
