Bayley

It was getting late, and just as you were closing up shop for the night and shutting the lobby down, you happen to catch one last, late-arriving straggler.

Upon closer inspection, you realize it is the up-and-coming NXT Diva Bayley, and though you never thought much of her before, seeing her in person has changed your opinion of her, largely due to the fact she is in tight white shorts and a tight, white t-shirt.

"Good evening and welcome to my hotel. The name's {firstname)," you tell her as she comes up to your counter, looking like she is in a bad mood.

"Hi. Pamela Martinez," she tells you, trying to put on her best face as she gives you her real name that she had rented the room under.

"Pleasure to meet you Pamela. Or, if you don't mind, can I call you Bayley?" you ask her as she struggles with her things, wondering if you should play it a little more carefully with her in the mood she was in.

"You know, it's surprisingly refreshing to hear someone call me that. Sure you can," she replies, giving you a smile as she starts to gain trust in you as she lets you help her with her things.