Kicking herself for entering such an establishment would have come first and foremost to Adamina had there not been an ulterior reason for doing so, and much like Tibarn she hated being here. Nevertheless, the situation was very fortuitous. While suspicious characters loomed around the area, the cameras faced in odd angles and kept Tibarn, Daniel, and herself out of their line of sight. Leave it to Solomond to hack into the cameras and change their angles, she thought to herself, quite pleased as she checked on the surveillance of the room. That was better than a loop, though assuredly someone would come out to fix the angles after someone checks in on the camera feed. They must be quick in finding the entrance to the ship, or elsewise blend in with the local crowd.
The older human lady at the desk was there, perhaps still interested in the news slate, or maybe a crossword or Universal Sudoku puzzle. With a grin, she nudged Tibarn and commented, "I'll show you who's a slowpoke" as she passed him by.
"You're the owner of this establishment, I take it? I'd like a surprise special for the three of us"--she pointed at the two behind her--"in one private room for me and my hunny-buns here. No services required. Just the room. I'll pay ten grand up front. Consider it an . . . investment."