Arriving at our destination, in the early evening, the hotel was a sight for sore eyes and despite our weariness from the travelling we headed out for... something to eat and a few drinks of course. We had seemingly booked at the ideal time for as it didn’t seem too busy, but there were still enough people about for a decent atmosphere we hoped.After a relatively early night, we were up and about at a decent hour. We’re not ones for lying by the pool all day long, so we set out for breakfast. I've got my license and insurance so I'm good to go. Thanks for offering to help though," he said deliberately misinterpreting the man's words.Mr. Rewcastle tried to stare him down, but broke eye contact. "Don't scare the horses," he mumbled, and then turned on his heel back toward the house.The next day at school was strange. He'd ridden the motorcycle to Meritt's Corner and caught the bus to town. Walking the halls he noticed that some people seemed on edge, while other people were giddy with. In-room stereo system. A two-person Jacuzzi overlooking the park across the street. Supposedly the best brunch in town, served privately for two.’ Damn, it wasn’t necessary. I spent the last two nights cleaning up my place. But who could pass this up, especially a room on the top floor that had its own elevator key in the most elite part of town? A place known for lodging CEOs, dignitaries, movie stars and rock star under a guarded cloak of privacy and discretion. The hotel was known for its. "Great," I smiled. "Would you like to have coffee here on campus, or go into town?" Well, campus coffee is cheap but you sacrifice quality, although each cup does come with a snarky, sarcastic comment from the students who work there," she laughed. "So town it is?" Town it is," she said. We agreed to meet up at a great little coffee place that was close enough to the campus so it wouldn't be a rush from town when we had to return to reality. I was very much looking forward to my coffee date.