"Well, I certainly try my best. I tell you what, why don’t you meet me at the hotel dining room in forty-five minutes. I need to get dressed, but then I can go use the kitchen. I work here, so they won’t mind." she insisted.
"Do you have any favorite foods?" she inquired cheerfully.
"I like sweet things, especially Nutella." He smiles, standing and heading for the door so Adelia can get changed in privacy. "I’m sorry if my preferences are a little vague, but I’m not too picky!"
Adelia giggled as he tried to rattle off his preferences. “Alright then, meet me in the dining room by the lobby in forty five minutes!” She directed him, and once he left her room, she quickly got dressed and brushed her hair before heading down to the kitchen.