If you had made it aboard then you were already checked in. However, any of the many holographic interfaces -panels or AI concierges- offered the easy and readily available option for further services by human or machine depending on your preference. 

The level of assistance also seemed adjustable, should you require a guide to show you around and check you into your room or merely wanted someone to carry your coat and follow silently at your heel. Any desire or need could be met aboard the luxurious cruiser. It was however, an unwritten rule amongst those in the know and the powers that be, that using the ships resources diminished the appearance of ones own power. Still, both could be seen moving around the place. Used by the unwary, uninitiated or simply the newer, lower echelons of high society. 

But as the ship was for all kinds of people with all kinds of beliefs, certain sections of the ship prohibited the presence of either machines or nonessential servants. Be it for privacy or other reasons.
Normal expectations, behaviours and general social structures died upon the Starfire. Drowned out deep under the weight of excessive limitless wealth and lifestyles beholden to no planets law. All cultures and customs found their space on this vessel, it is what they paid for after all.

The only thing really guaranteed harmony and respect among the travellers, was the knowledge that one wrong move could expel them from the voyage. A wrong word to the wrong person could bring unimaginable ruin, financial and physical. There were people aboard this ship that could decided the fate of a planet with a simple signature. The type of people you didn't want to make an enemy of. People like Violet.

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Amanda sent through a confirmation that she received and understood Violet's instructions. Nothing else was required. 

The duo got a brief tour as they followed the bot to their designated rooms, travelators expediting any long hallway walks. 
They passed entrances to casinos, shops, health and entertainment centres, and even an aquarium. 
The simple to extravagant attire they had already seen continued throughout the ships decadent halls but they also glimpsed people integrated with tech that would be illegal on most other planets. Some simple enhancements, others ostentatious adaptions. People moved about solo, others in cliques. Some with an entourage, others a bodyguard. One person had a biologically enhanced canine following obediently at their side.

 And for all the intriguing people and places that they had passed, they knew even more were hidden away.

The room is exactly as they expected or requested it be.