Finally back

You finally take the elevator to the reception and arrive just in time to find a guess hitting on Molly like a drunk kid.

"With breasts like yours, I'm sure you like to have them covered with man juice."

The dude is in his forties, easy, while Molly is just above twenty. She is clearly annoyed and is asking him to stop.

"Sir, this is inappropriate. Please, return to your room."

But, the man doesn't seem to be willing to comply. So you come to him and grab the stone in your hand.

"Sir, you will apologies to Molly, here, for your inappropriate behavior." You tell him.

The man looks at you and then turn to Molly.

"I am sorry for my behavior." He says to her.

Molly rise her eyebrows to that sudden change of heart. She looks at you surprised by your convincing skills, but you ignore it and continue.

"Follow me now." You say to him.

And the man follow you in your office. You close the door behind him.

"Wait, why did I follow you ?" The man says, anger growing in his voice.

"Shut up." You start to say before it gets too noisy. "Now, you will go back to your room, take a good night of sleep and when you'll wake up you'll be a 24 years old big breasted blonde with a pretty face."

With that, he should have his share of comments on his physique. And you let him leave, but not before adding.

"When you'll leave this room, you won't remember any of our interactions and their effects."

Once he left, you remember that you forgot to allow him to speak again. Oh, well, too bad.

Anyway, you look at the note left on your computer to see what's needed and read.

The 402 is complaining that the room next door is making too much noise.

A big star is asking for him in the royal suite.

There is a drunk guy at the lounge that's needed to be taken out.

The room 212 asked for Champaign, but its card has been blocked and declared as stolen.