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"And here I was gonna agree, thinking you were talking about the other one," Cecilia hummed out easily in response, amused, but nudged her friend gently. "You gonna go look up their music now to see that guy on video?" Winking teasingly, she looked ahead. "I think we're pretty much done with our rounds, so maybe just relax until somebody calls for a housekeeper or extra towels or toiletry or whatever else the guests call for?"

"I think I made an amazing impression, I apologized," Michael said easily in response, shooting his friend a joking look, though he snorted as he made his way over to the other bed, flopping down on it. "You're not allowed to think that, I saw her first," he said, figuring Luke was talking about Arianna. Stretching out on the bed, he breathed out a sigh of relief, enjoying the soft mattress. "This bed feels amazing, I could sleep here forever."

Arianna snorted with laughter, shaking her head. "No! Why would I stare at a screen when I could just creep on him in real life?" She joked. "But relaxing definitely sounds good." She confirmed, heading to the staff room to make a coffee for herself and Cecilia.

Luke laughed when he realised Michael thought he meant Arianna. "Not her, you doughnut." He kicked off his shoes, getting comfortable. "The other girl, the one with the vacuum." He mentally facepalmed when he realised he'd forgotten to ask for her name, having been so wrapped up in her beauty. Closing his eyes, Luke couldn't get Cecilia's face out of his mind.

Cecilia laughed quietly in response. "I'll cover for you if you get caught stalking," she teased but settled into a seat once they had coffee, happily sipping at hers, though she chewed on her lip as she thought back to Luke and quickly shook her head to rid her mind of the thoughts. "I'm just glad we didn't have to do so much that our backs are aching."

"What else was I supposed to think?" Michael complained, huffing, "You agreed to what I said when I was obviously talking about the maid I bumped into." He frowned, though, realizing he should have asked her name, if only to offer a more appropriate apology. Shaking the thought aside, he figured he'd ask next time he saw her and relaxed, his thoughts drifting back to Arianna as he smiled with the thought of her.

"Hey," Arianna laughed. "You're gonna be right there stalking with me, you don't think I see you thinking about that other boy?" She teased, sipping her own coffee happily. "Man, I know. I'm just happy we got them done in record timing, too."

Luke smiled as he envisioned Cecilia's face. "Is it bad that I just really wanna see her again?" He asked Michael, wondering if he felt the same for Arianna. "I feel kind've bad for not asking for their names." He confessed, wanting to make up an excuse, any excuse, to see Cecilia's face again.

"What?" Cecilia asked with surprise, blinking several times, her cheeks warming before she quickly shook her head. "No, nope, no, I'm thinking about Bon Jovi. Always Bon Jovi." She grinned jokingly, sipping at her drink, though she nodded. "Even when we were going slower, we did it pretty fast. Go us." She grinned proudly.

"Oh, man, we've already got it bad," Michael said, shaking his head as she smiled slightly. "I really wanna see the other again." He made a face, though, realizing how awkward it was to talk like this without names and just classifying them as girls. "Yeah, I do, too, especially when it's so hard to talk about them the way we are." He laughed, scrubbing a hand over his face. "You think the maids serve the room service?" Looking to Luke, he arched a brow. "Or we could just ask for towels or something. Whatever we can do?"

Arianna laughed, shaking her head in amusement. "Of course, Bon Jovi, he's a fine specimen." She sipped her coffee with a smile, biting her lip. "I hope we forgot the towels in that room." She confessed.

Luke laughed, nodding in agreement to Michael's comment about the both of them already having it bad. "I'm gonna call down for some towels." He grinned, grabbing the phone on the bedside table between the two beds, calling down to reception.

Arianna looked at the phone, looking back to Cecilia. "You gonna answer that? That could be them."

"Bon Jovi is the best specimen, I don't even care that he's, like, almost sixty," Cecilia laughed, grinning as she drank her coffee, though she blinked, looking to the phone. "What? Why would it be them?" Shifting, though, she stood up and made her way over to answer the phone. "Hello, how can we help you?"

"Why am I not even surprised that you jumped that quickly at the opportunity when it was my idea?" Michael complained, though he laughed and shifted to sit up, watching for a moment, admittedly a little anxious, looking forward to seeing Arianna again. Or, at least, he hoped she would be who would show back up, anyways.

Arianna pulled an amused face at Cecilia, finding her friend's comment about Bon Jovi funnier than she should have.

Luke smiled. "Hi there, sorry to disturb you, but uh, we need towels." He spoke, hoping that she'd recognise his voice - he certainly recognised hers, and he could picture her so clearly in his head. Flipping Michael off quietly, Luke smiled at the sound of Cecilia's voice.

Cecilia paused but looked to her friend with an almost excited but definitely panicked look when she recognized the voice on the other end. Quickly, she motioned at the phone, then at Arianna, mouthing 'psychic!' before she returned her attention to the phone call. "Oh, I'm sorry, we'll make sure to bring some right up," she promised quickly.

Michael snorted with amusement, quickly tossing his pillow at his friend, wanting to do anything he could to embarrass Luke or distract him while he was on the phone. It was only fair, he figured, - jokingly, of course, - since Luke had put the idea to use before Michael could.

Luke grabbed the pillow and threw it back at Michael with force, clearly amused. "Thank you." He kept his voice calm, polite. "See you soon." He heard the click of the phone, indicating Cecilia had hung up, throwing another pillow at Michael. "You dick."

Arianna raised her eyebrows at Cecilia, laughing as she mouthed the word 'psychic' to her. Watching as she put the phone down, Arianna grinned. "Am I good, or am I just too good?" She grinned proudly. "What do they need?" She asked.

Michael laughed loudly, unable to help it, grinning broadly. "I'm pretty sure I came this close," he said, motioning with his fingers, "To getting you to lose your cool on the phone. That would have been the best thing ever." He grinned broadly, amused with teasing his friend.

Cecilia smiled, hanging up the phone, before she made a face at her friend. "That was just scary," she joked lightly, shaking her head before she moved over to grab her coffee, "They need towels, apparently." She shrugged slightly. "You wanna do it or should I or should we both, just to do it?"

"Watch yourself mate, you're going to see that pretty girl you've fallen for and I'm gonna embarrass you in front of her." Luke threatened with amusement, shaking his head. "You friggin gremlin." He laughed, shaking his head.

Arianna laughed at Cecilia's 'scary' comment. "Shut up, I think I'm amazing." She joked. "Uh, hell no, I'm not going back by myself, you're coming with me." She put down her coffee, knowing she would probably forget about it, grabbing a small pile of towels, handing two to Cecilia and keeping two to herself. "I need to steal one of these one day, they're so soft."

"If you do that, I'll make sure to get payback," Michael hummed out easily in response, smirking with the thought, finding slight excitement with the thought, almost wondering who could embarrass who more. Shaking the thought aside, he sat up fully on the bed and leaned back against the headboard. "I'm excited to see her again, honestly."

Cecilia grinned as she finished her drink and put the cup down, taking the towels in her hands before she led the way out of the staff room. "Oh, man, I'd rather steal one of the robes, those are the best things ever," she breathed out with a broad grin, "Except, some guests open the doors and that's all they're in and it's super gross." She laughed.

"Don't start something you can't finish, Michael." He threatened with a grin. "Well, you better perk up, I think they're on the way up." He threw another pillow to Michael, despite his exhaustion after travelling, Luke found himself full of life.

Arianna laughed at the thought. "Remember that 80 year old man that answered the door with..." She cringed at the memory, calling the elevator and getting in as it came, excited to see Michael again, biting her lip at the thought. "They need these towels for their hair." She said with amusement. "Typical band boys."

"Oh, we both know I'd win, Luke," Michael said easily in response, smirking slightly, but caught the pillow that Luke threw, throwing it back at them. "Look at you, putting those girls' hard work to waste, shame on you!" Not that he was any better, considering he was doing the exact same thing.

"Oh, gross, please don't remind me of that!" Cecilia complained with a pout, watching her friend before stepping into the elevator and pressing the right button to head up. She laughed, though. "That's so bad. You're probably right, though. At least they're not a hair band, so you can't tease me there."

Luke rolled his eyes at his best friend. "You started it - and you're doing the exact same thing, you idiot." He rolled his eyes in amusement. "Honestly Michael, you're a big kid." He teased, fixing the pillows before the girls arrived, not wanting them to think they were messy, or rude.

Arianna laughed at Cecilia's disgust, holding the towels. "I mean, I'm glad they don't have mullets. Why would he ruin his pretty face with a mullet?" She asked, thinking of Michael. "The one I bumped into, I mean, not the one who waved like a dork at you." She teased, stepping out of the elevator as it dinged, leading Cecilia down the hallway and knocking the door.

Michael grinned in response. "You're just as much of a kid, considering you got baited into it so easily," he pointed out, though he shifted to stand, grabbing his own pillows to put back in place, not wanting to offend Arianna in any way, since she'd clearly put a lot of work into cleaning the room.

Cecilia laughed. "That whole business-in-the-front-party-in-the-back thing is hilarious, though," she joked with a broad, amused grin, though she nudged her friend gently. "You're so deep already, it's adorable." She blinked, though, when her friend spoke and made a face. "Okay, at least he's a cute dork."

Michael looked over when he heard the knock and quickly made his way over, wanting to get to the door before Luke could even get up, and opened the door, grinning. "Hi," he greeted, but paused, realizing that he probably sounded super awkward, but he couldn't come up with a way to remedy it.

Luke threw his hands in the air in false dismay, joining Michael at the door. "Smooth, Mikey." He grinned as he joined his band mate at the door. "Sorry to disturb you both." He moved over to let them in. "Uh, we uh, realised there weren't enough towels." And that was a stone cold lie, but still, anything to see Cecilia's face again. "We realised we didn't catch your names earlier." He explained, a little closer to the truth.

Arianna blinked in surprise, stepping into the room. "Well, I'm Arianna." She offered a smile to Michael, her attention focused on him completely, pulling her gaze away after a bit so she didn't look weird.

Michael made a face at Luke, but smiled as he looked to Arianna. "Arianna's a beautiful name, it suits you," he told her gently, but smiled as he gently took the towels from her, just wanting to take the load off her, even if it wasn't much. "We're sorry for having you come all the way up here again." He blinked, though. "I'm Michael, by the way." He grinned.

Cecilia arched a brow as she eyed Luke, amused, but made her way inside after Arianna, moving to put the towels she'd brought up where they belonged. "I'm Cecilia," she introduced, placing the towels neatly where they were meant to be before she looked over to the others. "I hope this is enough towels."

Arianna smiled gratefully at Michael. "Well, Michael, it's nice to meet you." She smiled. "How long are you boys staying for?" She asked him, leaning against the door frame as she made conversation with him.

Luke smiled innocently. "Cecilia's a lovely name." And he meant it, and it suited her so much. "My name's Luke." He looked to the towels. "Yeah, that's perfect, thank you." He smiled, trying to think of a good conversation starter. "So, how long you been working here?" He asked.