Garte, the Cafeteria Manager
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Endurance"Great, perfect, I hope you enjoy your freezing cold room with the window you broke yourself."
He takes out his key chain and fiddles with the mechanism behind the counter. "The electronic lock to your room has been disabled till 21.00 tomorrow."
"Starting tomorrow, please pay for each night in advance. Twenty reál per night. If you don't have the money it's over for you, got it? You've got nowhere else to stay."
"He's right," the lieutenant whispers, "you really have to sort out your money problems, starting tomorrow. I can't help you again."
"Always happy to have officers from the RCM as guests." He takes the money and hands him a keyring. "Anything else I can do for you?" He looks at the lieutenant, avoiding your gaze.
Time stops advancing after 02.00 in the morning. If you haven't paid for your room by then, it's game over. Don't leave finding money to the last minute, however -- it's harder to make cash after nightfall, when the shops are closed and the streets empty.
"I'll unlock the electronic lock to your room." He taps his foot against a metal box at the bar counter. "All the doors lock automatically at 21.00."
"Great, perfect, I hope you enjoy your freezing cold room with the window you broke yourself."
"By the way, if you hadn't paid before 21.00, your door would have been locked electronically." He taps his foot against a metal box installed in the back of the bar counter.
He takes out his key chain and fiddles with the mechanism behind the counter. "The electronic lock to your room will remain disabled till 21.00 tomorrow."
"Great, thank you officer, that's all I wanted -- payment for services rendered. If you continue to stay here, I just ask that you please pay your nightly bill in advance, starting tomorrow."
He's not sorry about his behaviour for your sake. Now that you have money, he really wants to make sure you're not angry with him.
He takes out his key chain and fiddles with the mechanism behind the counter. "The electronic lock to your room has been disabled till 21.00 tomorrow."
"Please pay for each night in advance starting tomorrow. Twenty reál per night."
"Of course." He takes the money and hands him a keyring. "Always happy to have officers from the RCM as guests. Anything else I can do for you?"
"I'll unlock the electronic lock to your room." He taps his foot against a metal box installed in the back of the bar counter. "All the doors lock automatically at 21.00."
"Great, thank you officer, that's all I wanted, payment for services rendered."
He's not sorry about his behaviour for your sake. Now that you have money, he really wants to make sure you're not angry with him.
He takes out his key chain and fiddles with the mechanism behind the counter. "The electronic lock to your room will remain disabled till 21.00 tomorrow."
"It's good you paid before 21.00, or your door would have been locked electronically." He taps his foot against a metal box installed in the back of the bar counter.
"Like what? I was really enjoying talking about the money you owe me..."
"Does that arrangement include... you paying me what we already agreed you owe me?"
"What about what I have been through, huh? You're not the goddamn protagonist of this story -- I am. This is my hostel-cafeteria and I need my money."
"Okay..." He turns to you with a heavy sigh. "I might have something in my motor carriage we can use. When you're done here."
"You know I still have my key. Your cheap-ass lock seems to be stuck, but I'll get it open."
"Yeah, good luck with that." He taps his foot against a metal box installed in the back of the counter.
"All the locks have an electronic component. They have to be unlocked down here -- with a master key before your guest key will open the lock."
"Good luck trying to use it." He taps his foot against a metal box installed in the back of the counter.
"Good luck trying to use it after 21.00." He taps his foot against a metal box installed in the back of the counter.
"As a police officer, you must understand that I cannot take you at your word -- without evidence."
He pauses, realizing the contradiction in his statement. "Evidence being money. You can't stay here without money."