Nicholas and Dylan working together

Nicholas stepped into the grand lobby of the resort, his sharp eyes scanning his surroundings as he approached the reception desk. The woman behind the counter flashed him a professional smile.

"Hello, sir. Do you want a room? Let me show you the range of rooms we have—"

"I'm here to meet my friend," Nicholas cut in.

The woman hesitated for a moment before her smile widened even further. "Alright. Tell me the room number, sir. I'll take you there."

Nicholas shook his head. "I don't know the room number. I'm here to see Dylan Brooks."

"Oh! You must be the guest Mr. Brooks is expecting." She gestured for him to follow. "Please, come this way."

Nicholas trailed behind her as she led him through a hallway with lavish decor, finally stopping in front of a set of intricately carved double doors. With a polite nod, she pushed one open. "He is inside."

"Thank you." Nicholas stepped past her, his gaze sweeping over the luxurious interior.