Brenda Olsen stood a little impatiently in line while waiting to register and get a key to her room. "..Finally,".. she muttered under her breath, "..my turn!".. "..How may I help you?".. the ditsy looking blonde behind the counter asked brightly. Brenda was about to give the woman a zinger but thought better of it and replied, "..Olsen, Brenda Olsen, I have a reservation for three nights.".. "..Uhhhhhh let me see,".. the blonde said while punching in her name on the reservations computer terminal. "..Hmmmmm, I don"..t find it here, let me check ...
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