“I assure you, sir. The hotel will do everything in its power to insure that this matter stays private.”

“I certainly hope so.”

“It’s just that the reporters are already in the lobby. And down in the parking garage. There’s no way we can get you past them unseen.”

“Don’t you people have a service elevator? A kitchen entrance? That sort of thing?”

“Ah. Yes, we do. But you see, so many celebrities such as yourself have stayed here.  I’m afraid the reporters know all of our tricks. They pay people off.”

“So I’m stuck here.”

“I’m afraid so, sir.”


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