[hr][center][h1][color=554300]Joel Grau[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/c3be2acbd6ae4308aac5813b8611485c/tumblr_nuksandPBj1qh9n5go1_250.gif[/img][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/20d0e176f8e3e836a1760965d80881d6/tumblr_nuksandPBj1qh9n5go4_250.gif[/img][img]https://67.media.tumblr.com/ed6f906ba756bb84fc780d23b338d669/tumblr_nuksandPBj1qh9n5go2_250.gif[/img]
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[hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Reception Lobby -> Downstairs Hallway
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Desh, Claire [@Lady Amalthea]
[b]Time/Date:[/b] Morning/August 2nd, 2016
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The flight had been painfully long over to India, and completely without alcohol - but then perhaps that was the best, the past had established that closed spaces plus booze did not equal a fun time when it came to Joel. Well, at least not for the majority of people around him. It hadn't exactly been a while since Joel had left Germany, but it was the first time since his trip to Paris that he had been away on holiday, he was pleased for the break. Getting to the hotel was the interesting part, the second he was out of the airport he was swarmed by cab drivers, all wanting to take him where he needed to go. At least they were attentive.

Picking a lucky driver at random, Joel loaded his things into the cab and scratched at his beard as he climbed into the taxi. He was lucky enough to get some sleep on the plane, it was a skill he'd more or less perfected over the years, so he wouldn't be rushing to bed as soon as he got there. Not that he figured the tenants would let him, from what he'd been told, those who stayed at the Best Exotic were essentially starting to treat each other like family. He was half-concerned they'd smell the scent of fresh blood and be on him in a few moments.

When he arrived at the hotel, he paid the cab driver and gave him a reasonable tip, climbing out and grabbing his large, green duffel bag. Hauling it over his shoulder, he looked over the hotel with a semi-impressed smile, moving inside as he glanced about, setting his eyes on the man at the reception desk. [color=554300][b]"Guten Morgen!"[/b][/color] He called out as he approached, before something dawned on him. [color=554300][b]"Uh, good morning, my apologies."[/b][/color] He chuckled awkwardly as he made his way over to the desk, when he got there he noticed properly the ice on his head and the look on his face, chuckling.

[color=554300][b]"You look like you've met one of the McManus'"[/b][/color] He commented with a smirk. He knew Claire's brother was at the hotel, he figured that may have been his doing - Joel was still oblivious that in fact Claire herself was there too. He went through the basic paperwork with Desh, paying for his room and getting his key, along with giving the poor man his best hangover cure - Eggs and banana, a weird one, but it got the job done.

Thanking Desh as he took his key and was directed to his room, he shifted his bag over his shoulder again and glanced about for the right hallway, moving toward it. He was almost pleased for the early flight in, it meant he could get settled and head right to breakfast, ideally. He wandered into the hallway, glancing down and seeing the other guests, they all looked to be crowded together, talking about something or other. He gave a smile down at them before looking to his door, moving to unlock it before he paused, doing a double take down the hall. He [i]did[/i] recognize one of them. [color=554300][b]"Claire?"[/b][/color]