Welcome to Beantown (Leila)

Leila left Sam and the girls to their time together for the most part. She was the newcomer of this Setite family after all. She didn't want to intrude on their recovery. She watched the window and felt the eerie presence of the woods. The city was beautiful, though clearly not as vibrant and robust as New York was. It was clear that this city was old with a few sprinkles of the modern era looming over the skyline. Leila took it all in and let her eyes enjoy the new sites.

As they pulled into the hotel she looked to the small group next to her, and addressed Samuel.

"It is a beautiful city full of old stories, yes? Are you ready?"

Leila smiled as she noted the awkward position of the girls, had they not been made to look like stunning women, it would have been extremely cute. She looked at Sam with admiration as he spoke of the cities deep history, the kindred kind, the ways of life that seemed to date far far back. She was intrigued at the new venture and almost grateful to be swept away to something quite a lot calmer than NYC.

“It’s a nice change of pace, thank you for the history. Now that you mention it being the oldest city, I recall some studies I have done during my education. This is where there was a famous tea party, though it was not so much a celebration as a rebellion.

I am quite excited now. Is this hotel where we will be staying or does our agenda start here?"

Leila shook her head.

"No I have not been to one. But it is the Camarilla's gathering place correct? It is non-violent and recall it is customary to visit and be introduced before we have permission to be in the city. Is it odd that I haven't yet been to the Elysium in New York?"

Leila took a moment to think about whether she wanted to be involved in Kindred politics back home in New York. If she did it while she continued playing Toreador it might give her a chance to get to know the who and what of the city. After a few moments contemplation she nodded her understanding to Samuel.

"Ok, I understand this. How is it that they know whom each vehicle holds?"

Moments after asking, she realized it was a bit ridiculous a question. With all the talents in this vehicle alone there were surely other ways and methods of patrolling that she'd had no idea about.

"Nervermind that, it was a silly question. Are you ready to be lovers once more?"

She smiled and showed a hint of eagerness to get on with the events of the night.

"Not shaken up at all my dear, I was just a bit confused. So we keep a low profile and stay under the radar like our normal behavior."

Leila said in a lowered tone. She fought the urge to look around for suspicious things, surely there camera's and the likes around, were they recording sound as well? Could be. She shrugged and put on a girlish smile.

"I don't have any other questions, should we get going?"

Samuel nods
"We present ourselves and then we go off the radar." then he gets out of the car going directly to the elevator in the basement.

On the base floor he left the girls in the lobby in the sit closer to the elevator.

Then he went directly to the information desk, attended by two humans: a male and a female, both dressed very elegant.
"Good evening, how can I help you?" asked the female.

Samuel answered.
"I've a reservation under Samuel Garrison"

The woman clicked on the computer and said.
"Welcome Mr Garrison. Your room is ready, you also have a message, a letter" said the woman and after looking under the desk he gave a very fine envelop to Samuel.

Leila inclined her head indicating her understanding. Then she followed him out of the car, pausing a moment to make sure that she looked fine. She walked beside him up to the counter her eyes wandering around the magnificent building. She watched the people as well, looking for any oddities among them, the pallor of the skin perhaps. Leila always took great care with her make-up to brighten her face to a more normal color. Once at the counter she observed the transaction silently, smiling if someone looked at her directly and waited patiently.

When the envelope was handed to Samuel, she eyed it and then him, looking for any clues as to what the contents might hold. Otherwise she kept quite and smiled, occasionally glancing around the people and the girls to check on them.

There were many pale looking persons in the room, however no one seemed to have large fangs comming out of their mouth, nor strange looks or other oddities. Just white pale people like you would expect in Boston.

The room itself had a very tight vigilance, the cameras were hidden but Leila's clever look discovered one or two, a very small portion of what might be the total.

The envelop had just a letter. Samuel opened the paper allowing Leila to read with him.

Nearly everyone is pale... Leila noted. Perhaps the room was full of kindred, or this area saw hardly any sun, it was difficult to distinguish. Leila turned her attentions to Samuel and read the note along with him as he allowed. She was a tad disappointed at not being able to meet the Prince after reading this letter full of royal tones and insignia's. But she reasoned that it was likely better that they did not meet the prince at this time as they may need to be reintroduced later in the evening or the next night. There was no way for her to know this however and she didn't want to portray any particular feelings about the note until they were in private.

She inclined her head a bit to the side to look at Samuel. She was grateful that she didn't feel uncomfortable next to him any longer, she'd have surely been jumping through her skin.

"Very well then, shall we head to our room?"

Leila held out her hand for him to lead the way.

The room was luxurious and big, well designed and illuminated.

Leila sat on the bed in the room that the girls hadn't already claimed after she staked the place out and checked the minibar on the off chance that there was vitae in it. She closed it and went back to roaming upon her discovery.

She hadn't packed a single thing as she had no idea she was leaving town so she didn't bother with showering or anything. She pulled her phone out of her purse and checked through emails and text messages in case she missed anything. She debated back and forth about contacting Chester but she decided it could wait until they were back in town and settled in again. Instead, she sent a message to Cross to pass the time. Until they were called on or Samuel joined her.

[How's the night going babe? Is the new ride treating you well?]

Leila read the message and started hammering out a reply about what it meant to be Steins slave but the knock interrupted her. She knew they were expecting someone but why'd they come under the guise of room service? Leila got up, ticked her phone into her jeans and went to the main room. Seeing Sam into the weather channel gave her pause.

"Do not worry to interrupt you're entertainment. I'll get the door."

She look out of the peep hole if there was one to see who was on the other side. Then she slipped the chain on the door and opened it just that little bit the chain would allow.

"Yes?"

She made herself visible but not vulnerable. Just in case.

By the peep hole Leila saw a female dressed in the hotel uniform with plate with her name on the chest. She was blonde, smiling and seemed to be very polite, although she wasn't carrying a dish or anything like that. After Leila opened the door she said:
"Good evening, My name is Susan, im the Floor Manager. I'd like to welcome you and answer any questions you may have." smile again.

Leila looked the woman over and then looked at Samuel to tell him who was at the door.

"Its the floor manager, Susan."

After she told him, she let off the chain and opened the door a bit more. She nodded to the woman as the door opened between them.

"Good evening, please come in."

Leila smiled in return interested to see if this was real hospitality or other business.

Leila followed along on the tour, listening, yet not quite enthusiastically but it didn't show. This was particularly the case after she realized how the lady was fawning over Samuel's charisma.

When the woman asked for questions Leila piped up.

"Do you have a bar or lounge in your hotel? Sometimes us young ladies need to get out a bit."

She gave a small giggle hinting at something...

Spoiler:

Politely the woman answered Leila's question. Making enphasis in the amount of such rooms and the history behind them.

Smiling again she asks.
"Any questions?"

Samuel looks at Leila implying he has none, still he cares about Leila's doubts.

Leila took Samuel's que and then spoke to the woman for the both of them.

"We have no further questions. Thank you so much for your time."

Leila started to walk towards the door.

"We will let you know if we need anything."

Leila took her wallet out and pulled a $50 bill from it and handed it to her.