"Any ideas on the accommodation you want? Mr. Moneybags?" Azkar gave Richard a teasing look. "Where would one of your high caliber wish to retire for the evening?"
Richard had started hurrying when Azkar was done, and was down to his last mouthful and sip of wine. He wasn't a heavy drinker, but he felt fine. He finished the meal. "I don't have Kain's number," he started of by saying, and reaching over for Kain's glass of wine. Someone had to finish it, and if they were leaving... he took a sip of it, it tasted a bit different, but not bad. And then he took another sip. "Anyway, my suggestion is somewhere close. You can call DICE and ask them for his number, since you have a phone." He took care of the rest of the wine, feeling more than a bit dizzy. He called the waiter over "I'd like to pay now," he said, and soon after the bill was brought, and he tipped enough to leave a round number. It had been a somewhat expensive meal, but not that bad. He then made sure Azkar was ready to leave, and pushed the wheelchair out of the restaurant, greeting the head-waiter pleasantly as they passed him.
"So, a hotel somewhere close..." It had to be one of the better ones, not because he wanted to stay in a really expensive one and get room-service and all that, but because they needed to have an elevator. Luckily, the area around had several hotels, and they entered the one looking the most expensive. Richard noticed the elevator, and went over to the woman behind the desk in the reception. "I'd like to book a room," he said. The woman looked at him, and then over at Azkar, before looking away slightly shaken. The woman managed to smile politely within half a second. "Of course, monsieur, what kind of room?"
"A suite, if it's possible, with three beds," he smiled, sheepishly. The woman pretended to look through a register, but it was obvious that she already knew there were no such room. "Our best suite has two queen-sized beds. We could move another one in tomorrow, if you really need it. I can't help but notice that you are only two people." It was true, they still hadn't managed to contact DICE in order to get Kain's number.
Since Kain weren't there, Richard decided to take the room, and while people working there hurried to help Azkar and lead them to it he said no thank you and entered the elevator, only for there to be someone there. Suddenly, there were people all around him! "What floor, monsieur?" Richard showed the room key, and in an instance they were there. He walked over to the door, a big one at the end of the hall. Using the key, he unlocked it. Considering it had cost quite a while, he had quite the big expectations.
The suite was large and light, with a soft, brown color on the walls and golden colors in the details. There was a dark silk sofa in the middle of the living room, as well as two arm-chairs and a fancy table. A mini fridge and a mini bar was also located in the room. There were two doors, one leading to a nice bathroom with a bathtub, and the other one leading to a room with two big beds, covered in golden sheets and pillows, with a safe one one side and a closet on the other. He had been pushing Azkar around, and she had been trying to get ahold of DICE, but now he placed her in the soft couch and almost fell into it as he was trying to sit down normally. There were something about not drinking too much wine in a short amount of time, but he wasn't sure were he had heard it. Of course, he wasn't drunk, only a bit... tipsy.
"Now, this is one nice place," he smiled, pleased with himself for finding it. "Don't you agree, Azkar? And this couch is so soft," Richard said and laid down, relaxing. "Any luck with DICE yet? Probably not, it's DICE, but still. It'd be good to find out what Kain finds out, and then we'll find out what there is to find out. Or something like that."
