Hotel Del Amor

[Lauryn]

My other half and I got back recently from New Orleans and I think we stayed at the real Hotel Del Amor. No one bollixed our travel plans -- we were tucked away in the Garden District, but someone must have been dipping into the Love Potion #9. Thanks to apparently thin walls (or simply amazing volume) we heard every thunking headboard bang and Oh, Oh, Oh! from the couple going at it in the room next door. The first round (4:30am or so) was mildly annoying, the second, amusing, and by the third we were madly jealous. At 9:30 (when they were back to their old tricks) someone with a rather rude sense of humor triggered the fire alarm --

It strikes me that there's probably an RS fanfic in this somewhere... Hark! Jungle sounds! Animal noises!

STEELE: When we set forth on this little busman's holiday -- without Mildred, no less -- I hoped we might share in a magical moment. [settles his pillow behind him] I just thought it would be ours.

LAURA: To top that you'll need more than your second wind.

STEELE: My inspiration is yours to command.

[Ace]

LOL!!!! Awww poor Lauryn and hubby.

The only thing to be done of course is to be louder and more often. (or you could just bang the headboard and groan a lot sans sex like Pierce in Detonator II) I don't think Mr Steele would mind putting on a show and a couple of encores at all -- the problem as always would be convincing Miss Holt.

Ace

[Myrtle Groggins]

Lauryn dear, don't you know that all hotels in New Orleans are made with thin walls? It's part of the ambiance. And I do hope your room was amply supplied with roaches, always a welcome lagniappe.

I'll never forget the time my husband and I stayed in one of the hotels. I did my usual piercing roach scream when I spotted one in the bathroom. He said, "Keep quiet. If they know the roaches are here, they'll charge us extra for the room". Funniest thing the man ever said.

Thanks for the laugh, Lauryn. If there one thing you can say about New Orleanians, it's that we know how to entertain.