Kat and I sort of look at each other and wonder who this gurl is as she has yet to introduce herself properly.
Looking down the long hallway, I see the elevator reach our floor. “Kat, why don’t you walk to the elevator and escort your friend into our penthouse?” giving her permission to leave my side. “You have time to show her around the place while I figure out this nameless gurl in front of me.”
“And Kat, they’ll both need showers before the bellhop gurls get them ready for tonight.”
Looking at the disheveled maid in front of me I softly say, “No need to be afraid of me, my dear. Could I please have your name and any other pertinent information about yourself you think I should know before I take you into my home?” I dare ask this frightened creature before me.