They’re dicks. Very demanding. This is a Christmas event and they want everything to be perfect. Stede’s overwhelmed and put upon at the front desk, Ed’s nowhere to be found. (Song: “You drift through the years and life seems tame.”) The year is 1719, two years after the events of the second season.
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Sounds like an intestinal condition.
*ON MY PARENTS COUCH WATCHING GEORGE C SCOTT IN A CHRISTMAS CAROL
I SEE WHAT YOU ARE DOING, SIR
I cant
... right? So good news only? I actually can't take this sir and will have a heart attack
HER SHOES. ONTO HER FEET.
God, but we probably charge as much home football game weekends. This past weekend we charged $1500 A NIGHT. For hotel rooms full of ghosts and dust and dead bees! (There was a beehive in the walls over the summer)