[color=662d91]ARCHIE[/color] - Sandy Coves Inn, second floor -- mid to late afternoon

“No not the moon robot, the crater just outside of town by the lighthouse.” Steve groaned at the robot “fuck it... Command override vocal audio house, Robert access core programming."

"It's [i]Archie[/i], good sir," the Mr Handy corrected again.  "Are you quite all right?  I dare say, you've muttered gibberish a total of three times since you entered the inn.  Have you suffered any head trauma, recently?"

“Forget it, just take me to the roof robot... although quick question, are you the only robot here? Does... Manager Celeste have other robots?"

"Sir, you may call me 'Archie,' as I have mentioned a few times.  Are you suffering from some short-term memory loss?  Perhaps you should visit the doctor.  Ms Frieda just took over some fresh supplies earlier today."  Archie drew up to a ladder and a hatch in the ceiling, tucked far away on the second floor of the inn.  "Here we are, good sir!  Do be careful on the roof.  A fall from a height would only worsen your cerebral condition, or perhaps, kill you.  Ta-ta!"

[color=f26522]CELESTE BROWN[/color] - Sandy Coves Inn - mid to late afternoon

Sara approached one of the rooms closest to the stairwell.   “This one will work.” Sara walked inside sitting her pack on the ground, with her rifle resting alongside it. Celeste lingered behind, in the doorway.  Sara immediately began to peel off layers of clothing. Celeste glanced away, unsure if Sara were aware that she was still standing there.  

Suddenly, there was a creak of bedsprings and a sigh of relief. “I feel like a queen!” Sara giggled as she rolled her sleeves up past her elbows on her flannel, revealing a tattoo on her forearm. Sara pulled her hair up into a messy ponytail, the sides of her hair had been shaven at some point but had regained most of its length. “So where do we go from here?” Sara inquisitively cocked her head towards Celeste as she un-bloused her pant legs, and began to unlace her boots.

Celeste smiled, genuinely oblivious to some overt cues given off by Sara.  "Just glad to see you are settling in!  I'm going to go back downstairs, I left a mess in the kitchen from baking the scones.  If you need anything, just holler, or come on down to the lobby.  I should be around for most of the rest of the afternoon, but I have some...plans, later this evening."  She blushed after the last statement, twirled, and went back downstairs to the lobby.