He took the receiver from her hand and listened to the message. Between curses, he mentioned one of the maintanence employees, Frank, and how he had told him to fix the phone lines. "Well, I guess you're stuck here for a little while then. Don't worry, we get a delivery truck that comes in from town every so often. He should be back in a few days. Till then, all I can give you is a room. On the house of course. Ann here," he said, motioning to a young woman behind him, "Will help you with that." With that, he stormed down the hallway, looking for Frank.
The woman behind the counter cleared her throat. "As with any room voucher, you have your choice of room. Would you like one bed or two?"