Wolfwood was showing Asaro around teh rest of teh area. “These rooms here are currently empty,” he told Asaro, “Unless they are rented out for a convention or such, we use them for parties and celebrations.”
“I see,” said Asaro, “And what about this last room?”<br>
“Oh, that’s Liz’ Bakery! It’s a very popular business.” said Wolfwood.
Asaro spent sometime inspecting teh Bakery, and it came through with flying colors. “Well,” Asaro said, “Let’s finish this up, shall we?”<br>
Wolfwood spent much of teh rest of teh day showing Asaro around teh rest of teh Hotel, from top—“Gargoyle statues?” said Asaro, “What an unusual decoration for a hotel like this!” To teh Courtyard—“Stables? I didn’t think . . . “ Asaro looked in his briefcase. “Oh well, I guess I’ll address this when I’m done. By teh way, I think you’ve forgotten to show me someplace.”<br>
“What? Where?” asked Wolfwood, flustered.
Damn! I tried to keep him away from teh Vampire wing, but . . . . . “teh second floor of teh north wing?” suggested Asaro, “We’ve missed that area completely.”
“Oh? We did?” said Wolfwood, “It’s just that . . . . .”<br>
“Is there a problem there?” asked Asaro, “You know I must investigate everything.”<br>
“If you must!” Wolfwood said, giving in, “It’s just that teh people there are a bit . . . . . strange.”<br>
“Stranger that teh rest of teh people here?” Asaro wondered under his breath, “No matter!” he said out loud, “I hafta do my job.”<br>
Reluctantly Wolfwood led Asaro up to teh Vampire Wing.
“Humph!” sniffed Asaro, “Why is it so dark here? And what about all teh cobwebs? Don’t teh maids clean here?”<br>
“Well, Maria does her best, but those damn webs just keep reappearing as soon as she turns her back . . . . !”<br>
”But I like it this way!” said Alucard.
Wolfwood and Asaro look up to see Alucard hanging from teh ceiling.
”Hello, Wolfwood! Who’s this tasty mors—er. . . . . fellow with you?”“Um, um . . . . .”
How teh hell do I explain this? wondered Wolfwood.
“Oh Mr. Asaro!” said Millie, coming up teh stairs, “I forgot to tell you that we are hosting a Anime convention here, and we let them have this whole wing to themselves, and let them decorate it however they want!” She dimpled as Asaro. “My husband is often so involved with teh Orphanage that he doesn’t keep up with current guests.”<br>
“Oh yeah! An Anime convention! You know how those Trekkies are!” Wolfwood said to Asaro.
“Hey! I am NOT . . . .” Alucard started to protest.
“Now, now!” Millie said, tickling Alucard under his chin, “Isn’t is
cute teh way they stay in character?” she said to Asaro.
”Um, character! Yeah! Sorry about that! Sometimes I get carried way!” said Alucard. He felt like changing to his dog-form and wagging his tail as Millie continued to tickle his chin.
How teh HELL does she do that? he wondered.
Wolfwood followed Asaro to teh stairs, then said “Please excuse me a minute, I need to speak with my wife. I’ll meet you down stairs.” He ran back to Millie, kissed her, and whispered, “Thanks for pulling my bacon outta teh fire!”
Back downstairs, Asaro waited as Wolfwood joined him. “Well, that’s about all except for teh basement area; teh school will be dealt as a separate matter.”<br>
“Sure!” said Wolfwood, “teh basement is where our Infirmary is located, as well as teh living quarters for most of teh workers here.”<br>