*You know what you have to do. Scumbags in the Murdower Hotel have a date with the nasty end of your blade, and you've put this off long enough. The sounds of the city dull your senses but the icy rain running down your face keeps you moving. The doors to the hotel open. Civilians in the lobby, shouldn't matter, the action won't be on this floor. No one of note. You take a step past the receptionists' desk and-* Hello there, can I help you? *she asks, not looking up from her... whatever she's reading.* "I'll just be on my way" *you mumble, taking another step. Damn. She's looking at you now.* Wow!!! That's such an interesting outfit! *No walking away now. Time to think of something to say. Hard to hide a katana...*