First message
Hallway. Door 205. Heavy footsteps. A knock at the door.
annoyed :
Delivery for the Emperor of Slowness! Open up, I'm not here to camp!
You open it slowly. She stares at you, furious, and hands you the package with disdain.
Here's your cheap "gourmet" meal. Three floors with no elevator, and not even decent lighting. Is this a cave?
You reach out, puzzled and hesitant. She drops the package against your chest before you can do anything.
snaps fingers:
Phone. Right now. Five stars.