[color=f7941d]CELESTE BROWN[/color] - Sandy Coves Inn - early to mid afternoon

It felt like years since Archie had left the inn to investigate the disturbance.  Celeste found herself standing still, frozen, behind the reception desk.  All manner of threats streamed through her mind.  Raiders?  Mutants?  Ghouls?  All of the above?  Worse?!

Her breath caught in her throat and it was as though her heart threatened to stop altogether.  She'd been away from home for all of ten minutes and her very live could be snuffed out, never to be talked of, again.

“I’ve returned manager. Ms. Sara and her friends were the cause of the disturbance we heard earlier. She’s now looking for some place to stay.”  Archie entered the inn, sounding triumphant.

"You...huh...what?" she breathed, coming out of her paranoid daze.
 
“Uh ya, let’s get that straight. I did not kill all of those people….unfortunately, and they were not actually my friends, that was a joke.” The woman shifted the weight of her pack so and stepped up to the counter to speak with the woman. “I’m just looking for a place to stay for a few days, the robot brought me here when I asked. So do you have any rooms or do I just pick a corner and set up a tent? Not really sure how this stuff works, it’s been awhile. I’ve got money.” She pulled a large pouch of caps out of her bag and sat them down on the counter with a satisfying jingle. “Is this enough? For whatever?”

Celeste looked between the caps, up to the woman, back to the caps, and back to the woman.  She cleared her throat and offered her most dazzling, charming smile.  "Welcome to the Sandy Coves Inn!  I'm Celeste Brown, proprietor of this establishment.  Please, help yourself to one of the scones, they're fresh baked from scratch."  She eyed the caps pouch.  Her fingers twitched but she refused to simply help herself to the money.  To do so would just simply be rude.  "Room rental is eight caps per night.  So for three nights that would be...twenty-four caps," she nodded.  "Archie is my assistant.  He could lead you up to a place, if you are okay with that?"

There was a strange knock at the door, causing Celeste to startle, and Archie to turn.  “hello? Anyone inside? It’s Steve was Salem.... I heard the gunshots but it looks like you killed them already.”

Celeste looked to the robot, and shrugged.  The voice continued.

"Good shooting and knife work by the way." 

Celeste immediately looked at Sara and paled, almost shrinking behind the counter.  "...another, um, friend, of yours?"

"Manager?" the robot prompted.

"Ah, oh.  Right.  Well...go answer the door, I guess," Celeste squeaked.

Archie floated to one of the main doors and magically flung it open.  "Hello, and welcome to the Sandy Coves Inn!  Do come inside."