[Gokudera looks around the lobby. No cameras, no one at the desk...
So he leans over the counter, pops open the register, takes out a handful of twenties, closes the register, and stuffs the twenties into his wallet before ringing the bell for service.
Soon the clerk made his way out from the other room. He was tall and slender, his dark here slicked back. His face was pale and stern-looking, though he was dressed neatly. He raised his eyebrows seemingly unimpressed with the boy's appearance. He was quiet for a lingering moment before asking "Can I Help you?"
For the moment Gokudera was eyeing the guy up and down. Looked like a total prick.]
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[Gokudera looks around the lobby. No cameras, no one at the desk...
So he leans over the counter, pops open the register, takes out a handful of twenties, closes the register, and stuffs the twenties into his wallet before ringing the bell for service.
Soon the clerk made his way out from the other room. He was tall and slender, his dark here slicked back. His face was pale and stern-looking, though he was dressed neatly. He raised his eyebrows seemingly unimpressed with the boy's appearance. He was quiet for a lingering moment before asking "Can I Help you?"
For the moment Gokudera was eyeing the guy up and down. Looked like a total prick.]