Maggie dragged Isaac to the room across the hall.
I breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, not my room.
They ordered a lot of things and tipped generously. After the waitress from across the hall finished serving them, she kept gushing to me about what a generous guest Isaac was, but that he was a regular of Maggie's.
"He just greeted you. Do you know him?" She eyed me warily.
"What? No!" I shook my head, flustered, not wanting to discuss this.
She smiled smugly. "That's good. Guests usually don't switch waitresses. I'm lucky, aren't I?"
"Yes." I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes, turning back to my magazine to end the conversation.
Suddenly, the door across the hall was flung open. Maggie stormed out and snarled at me, "Damn it, what did you do?"
I was bewildered. "What do you m
