Head downstairs to the lobby

You walk down the stairs and find yourself in the lobby. This room too is very familiar by now, even though you presumably arrived there late last evening, and never really cared to see what it looked like when you were checking in for the night.

Just like always there's a rather cute and blonde young woman standing behind the front desk, and you no longer need to check her name tag to know that her name is Melissa.

"Good morning, Mr. Doe!" She greets you with a friendly smile, just like you've heard her say so many times before. You weren't really sure how she could know your name in the first place, considering it was the first time meeting you, but since then you've figured that there's not many other names in her guest log to choose from.

"Is there something I can help you with?" The girl continues, when you look around the room for a second, and you can't help but wonder if she'd been this helpful if she knew what you was like the first couple of times you woke up in this bizarre situation.

The smell of fresh bread draws your attention to the small diner on your left, but at the same time you know there's no need to hurry your breakfast. For all you know you'll be stuck in this place forever...