Bond waited for Q to be beside him and then he put the gentlest hand on the man's back to steer him inside. At the desk he requested the penthouse and a magnum of the finest champagne along with two glasses. And strawberries.
"And what's the name, sir?" the woman behind the desk asked.
"Bond. James Bond."
"Of course, Mr. Bond," she said with a nod. A few keystrokes and she handed the key to the porter who lead them to the lift and let them into the room. He pointed out the amenities and Bond gave him a large note and told him no disturbances except for the drinks. The porter nodded and promised quiet.
He hadn't even left when another man rolled a cart in with champagne on ice and a bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Bond presented him with a note as well, and then the door clicked and locked behind him as he left.
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Date: 2016-05-20 03:42 am (UTC)"And what's the name, sir?" the woman behind the desk asked.
"Bond. James Bond."
"Of course, Mr. Bond," she said with a nod. A few keystrokes and she handed the key to the porter who lead them to the lift and let them into the room. He pointed out the amenities and Bond gave him a large note and told him no disturbances except for the drinks. The porter nodded and promised quiet.
He hadn't even left when another man rolled a cart in with champagne on ice and a bowl of berries with sugar and cream. Bond presented him with a note as well, and then the door clicked and locked behind him as he left.
"Now," he said. "A drink?"