Ms Miller, how nice to see you again.

Hey Rupert, have I got any messages?

The man ruffled about with some pieces of paper and then clicked on the computer for a bit.

Yes madam, there’s a message here from a Ms Porter, she would like you to give her a call back. he said, looking up with that fake smile again.

Oh good, thanks Rupert. Goodnight.

I smiled at Rupert and gave him a wink as Millie pulled me away to the elevator.

Dont you hate that? I asked as the elevator pinged open.

What?

I joined Millie in the close confines of the elevator and she clicked the button for the top floor.

Doors closing. the soft female electronic voice said above our heads.

The way people smile at you because they have to smile, not because they want to smile.

Millie regarded me with a thoughtful look.

Ive never thought about it before, but I guess people do it all the time.

And it doesn’t piss you off?

I don’t have any feelings on it either way.

I leant back against the glass and marble of the wall, thinking about her words. Why I was thinking about it I don’t know. I guess any thought not containing Millie and I in her hotel room alone was better than, well the thought of Millie and I alone in her hotel room.

The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened.

Doors opening.

No *****. I muttered, following Millie out.

She chuckled at my comment and got her key out. I looked down the small corridor as we stood outside the door, then looked down the other way. There weren’t any other doors. My brow furrowed in confusion, perplexed at this one-roomed floor Millie had taken me to.

But when the door opened and we stepped inside I realised why there weren’t any other rooms on this floor, maybe because they couldn’t fit any more rooms in because this one was so Goddamn big!