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. "Better check
those first. See Sol, next door."
"No, I want a big room, with an empress-size bed. We'll stack these in a
comer."
She looked at her rooming diagram. "Single rooms I have. Twin beds I have.
Happy suites I have. But what you want- no. All occupied."
"How much is a happy suite?"
"Depends. Here's one with two king beds, and 'fresher. Here's one with no
beds at all but a padded parlor floor and lots of pillows. And here's-"
"How much for the two king beds?"
"Eighty crowns."
I said patiently, "Look, citizen, I'm a Loonie myself. My grandfather was
wounded on the steps at the Bon Marche. His father was shipped for criminal
syndicalism. I know prices in Loonie City; they can't be that much higher in
Kong. What are you charging for what I requested? If you had one vacant?"
"I'm not impressed, chum; anyone can claim ancestors in the Revolution and
most do. My ancestors welcomed Neil Armstrong as he stepped down. Top that."
I grinned at her. "I can't and I should have kept quiet. What's your real
price on a double room with one big bed, and a 'fresher? Not your tourist
price."
"A standard double room with a big bed and its own 'fresher goes for twenty
crowns. Tell you what, chum-not much chance of renting my empty suites this
late-or this early. I'll sell you an orgy suite for twenty crowns... and you're
out by noon
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