I'm Bored! Let Me Try On Someone Else!

"Hello? Hellooooooooo!" Roxy's spirit calls out on the voice box. "Hellooooooooooooooo-"

The concierge slams the door open, and in a huff makes her way to Roxy's spirit. She stops by grinding her heels on the floor beneath her.

"Please stop. I heard you the first time, the second, and the third..."

Roxy's spirit rolled their eyes. Typical hotel staff. They never could get up to her standards. "So, if you heard me all three times why didn't you get here sooner? Hmm?"

"Because I have to enter an eight digit code every time just to unlock the door. I finished typing it in on your second 'hello.' That's why I'm late."

"Excuses, excuses. Then why wasn't that in any info dump or pamphlet?"

"Seriously? The way you were staring at your possessed body I'd doubt you'd listen if your life depended on it."

Roxy clicked her tongue. The concierge hit the nail on the head. She didn't have anything smart to say back.

The concierge peered into Roxy's spirit jar. "So, why did you call? I can see nothing wrong with your spirit, and if you're having some sort of panic attack just know that's impossible in your current state. You're pure spirit."

"No, no. Not having any type of panic attack. I'm just bored."

"I just said you can't have one... Geez..." the concierge said under her breath.

The concierge straightened up and adjusted her glasses. "Bored eh? Shall I return you to your body? Or somebody new? Maybe... me?" The concierge squirmed in mild glee at her own last suggestion.

"No, no. Sorry. Somebody new, but not you. Definitely not you. I think I need you need to just walk me through the rest of my stay here. At least until I get a handle on this."

The concierge nods, a little dejected at being cast aside as an option and walks out of the vault. She returns momentarily and holds a tablet in her hands. She quickly taps her fingers away on the tablet and scrolls for a while. Eventually she stops with a smirk on her face and turns the tablet towards Roxy's spirit.

"How about her?" The concierge shows her a screen with guest information, and specifically with another guest. Her name reads Alisa, 27 and asian. She has minimal assets but is drop dead gorgeous.

"What about her?"

The concierge rubs the bridge of her nose to relieve the tension building in her. "I wish I was joking earlier, but you really didn't listen at all, did you? Ugh. I mean, is her body someone's you would like to try? To be placed and walk around in? That sort of thing."

"Oh, no not really. Maybe later though." An idea flashes through her head but she pushes it down.

The concierge continues to keep the screen facing Roxy's spirit and scrolls down allowing her to see the potential candidates staying at the hotel.

"Meh. Eh. Hm. Wait! That one. I like her."

The concierge pulls back the tablet and takes a look at the candidate's body that the spirit chose. She grins and taps away at her tablet.

"What's with the grin?"

"Oh, nothing really. I just like seeing the process of a spirit re-inhabiting a body. A little back and forth, that's all. Fulfills a kink in me. One of the perks of the job."

Roxy's spirit smiles. "You know, I might have been wrong about you. I might hit you up next."

The concierge's eyes go wide and it returns the pep in her step. "Please do."