[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Cassandra%20Hope&name=learningcurve_tt.ttf&size=75&style_color=88cdcb[/img][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/63fc7b75d5d14f521dfd182a96555840/tumblr_n2un5kUxZb1sp02wlo4_250.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Best Exotic Hotel: Room 11
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Herself, shouting out to Murphy [@Lady Amalthea][/center][hr][hr]
	[color=88cdcb]"Jus' dinnae give 'em a hard time! Be polite damn it!"[/color] She chuckled and rolled her eyes knowing full well that the man was going to do what he wanted to do, just like his little sister always did. Hearing his comment about the tour, Cass felt her eyebrows raising into her hairline in surprise. [color=88cdcb]"The only tour yer gonna give me is the tour of yer bed as ye rest, mate!"[/color] She fell back on the bed as she yelled but no sooner had she finished shouting out than she heard the knock and then the crash from outside. She sat upright in the bed suddenly and winced as she felt the pang in her neck muscles.

	Scooting forward on the bed, Cass stood up and quickly jogged over to the door and saw Murphy standing there with the door to Tasha's room laying on the floor. She decided that she was definitively [i]not[/i] getting involved at this point and slipped back into her room and curled up on her bed and struggled not to fall around laughing. She grinned to herself and shook her head. Just what the fuck had Claire gotten her into? She grabbed one of her fashion magazines that she'd had for the flight and began to flip through the pages and reading articles here and there until Murphy came back from his ass kicking that was due right about now.[hr]