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    Windows of Oppurtunity – chapter 12

    Both Shane and Lena who were heading the group, glanced back at Bette, who gave them her best, ‘I know best’ look.  They both smiled, politely ignoring the voice of reason and continued on, eventually reaching the double doors and walking through them.  Tina smiled as she watched the two continue on with playful ignorance and slid an arm about Bette’s waist. The hall continued on, this time along the width of the hotel, and ended with a plush sofa and small table, again with arranged exotic flowers standing atop, but it was the floor to ceiling windows, which gave the short hall its grandeur presence. 

    If the view from the ground level was breathtaking, then the topside view was a sight to behold.  The city was alive with light and created a contemporary modern artwork in itself, one which even Bette couldn’t resist taking in on closer inspection.  The six approached the windows and took in the view with an almost reverent silence.

    “Never mind glitzy parties for new movie openings,” said Lena quietly “I’d come just for the view”

    “Is that all it takes” whispered Shane, her sharp mind whirring on crude innuendo, and her flirtatious nature starting to give considerable way once more after their previous conversation.

    Lena, who had merely been stating on the sight before them, gave her a sharp glance, rolled her eyes and shook her head with a smile, before looking back out again.

    “Oh god whoa, don’t look down,” groaned Alice, as she leaned her forehead on the window and looked directly downwards.  The world seemed to spin back up at her and she stepped back. 

    “Aw poor baby,” said Dana running fingers over Alice’s forehead with a concerned look.

    “May I help you ladies,” said a voice behind them, making them all jump slightly at its presence “And gentleman”

    They turned to see a middle aged man standing at the doors, a young steward standing nervously behind them. The group recognised him as the Maitre de, a man of short stature and irritating nasal voice.  Richard stepped forward to give their excuse for being there.

    “Well my good Sir” he started “We just happened to wander into one of the elevators, hit a few buttons and ended up getting lost in these here grand halls of yours”

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