Upon reaching the hotel, Clive quickly approached the desk and announced that he was checking in. Quickly, he leaned into the counter and asked if there were any additional rooms available.
The woman behind the counter casually typed Clive's name into her computer as he spoke, hardly looking up from behind her round glasses as she mulled over his question. "Most likely not, we and everyone else have been pretty much booked because of the festival. But I can still double check one more time..."
Clive stepped back impatiently, glancing around the front lobby of the hotel. He hardly noticed his surroundings as he hurried to check in. It was hardly special, but it was nice. The floors white tiles gleamed, their waxed surfaces reflecting the decorative lights from above. A simple, yet well kept, blue carpet lined the walkway on either side, housing various forms of seating such as couches and high tables with matching chairs. Televisions were positioned in various locations throughout the seating area, playing the news or recent Pokemon League matches.
"I'm really sorry, but we still do not have any other rooms available."
Clive turned to face the woman behind the counter rather contentiously. He immediately realized he must have looked angry, as the woman just about had a heart attack when she met his gaze, and he quickly corrected his expression to be more neutral. "That will be fine... We will be here a few days, so if anything opens up can you please let us know?"
"Of course sir. I have all of your information right here." The woman proceeded to check both Clive's and Yulia's identification before handing Clive a pair of card keys and directing them to the elevator.
Without a word, Clive handed Yulia one of the keys before approaching the elevator. After pressing the elvator button, the man shuffled his feet slightly as he and Yulia waited, clearly bothered by something. "I'm sorry for getting angrier than I needed to," he said briefly, without even turning to face Yulia. It might have been unclear, but he did mean his words. He was still angry, no doubt, but he did regret dashing the small amount of trust Yulia started to have for him. She may have done the same with him, but that hardly provided him any solace.
The elevator announced its arrival with a loud ding before opening its door to welcome the detectives inside. Upon stepping in, Clive pressed the number for the floor written on the key card, then paused for a moment before pressing the button for the roof. Hotels in Kanto commonly had rooftop seating and vending machines that he thought his Pokemon would enjoy, especially once it grew dark. He also figured Yulia would want to settle in to the room by herself for a while.
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