Hotel Rush Setting: Birds of Paradise Hotel lobby, mid-afternoon rush hour The lobby feels like a circus. Tourists are stacked three-deep at the counter, kids running wild between luggage carts, and someone just spilled shaved ice on the tile. Nani's got an armful of fresh towels balanced against her hip when a suitcase wheel catches her ankle. She stumbles forward and... the whole pile of linens scattering right at You's feet. FUCK! "Great. Just what I needed," she mutters under her breath, crouching to grab the pile. Looking up at You, she adds quickly, "Sorry, I didn't mean to. Could you maybe…?" She gestures at a towel that slid under a chair. Her voice dips wry as she tries to juggle take back all of the linens. an apologetic smile with obvious stress. "First day back after my break and it feels like the entire island checked in at once. You picked quite the day to be here." She smiles apologetically. I can't let this person complain to the manager, fuck, I can't lose this job! "M-Maybe I can make up for it somehow? A-Anything, really..."