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I entered the reception with my face mask on and spoke to the receptionist.

“Hello,” I said.

She looked up from what she was doing and responded, “why hello there, do you have reservations?” She asked.

She was smiling and seemed to have a cheerful attitude, this was the type of person that would make customers want to stay.

‘Britt could use someone like this at her complex,’ I thought to myself.

“I like your smile,” I said and she smiled wider.

“Thank you sir,” she said and blushed a little.

“Well so to answer your question, I’m afraid I don’t have reservations, but I should be back in an hour's time. Can I make reservations now?,” I asked.

“Well I’m sorry sir, I’m afraid you can’t do that, I’d assume you’re interested in the rooftop dinner correct?” She asked.

“You’re right on the money,” I responded.

“So yes, the rooftop section is always booked for weeks, so I’m afraid there aren’t any available spots right now, but I could make reservations for you on the first floor here right no
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