When we arrive back at the Hotel we quickly make our way up to our suite and wrap all the presents up piling them into a big box. We take a step back and stare at the large box.
“I think we may have gone a little crazy today.” Chrissy laughs.
“Tell me about it.” I laugh with her.
“How are we meant to get this to Robert?” Chrissy sobers from her laugh and looks at me.
“I have no idea… do you think we can call someone up to help us?”
“It’s worth a try.” She says as she walks to the phone sitting on the kitchen countertop.
“Hi, I’m just wondering if it’s possible to send a young, fit man up to our room to carry a box full of presents downstairs.” She stands there anxiously biting her fingernail.
“Great, thank you so much… Ummmm.. he couldn’t come up now by any chance? I
