Right when she was taking in the beauty of nature looking
out the window, the doorbell dragged her back from the
wonderland.
"Yes?" Zoya stared at the person standing in front, holding a
duffel bag in one hand and child about 7 years of age
standing on the other side. Without a warning the kid ran
past Zoya and jumped up on the bed and rolled on to other
side with a bounce.
"Can I help you." Zoya tried to keep her attention on the
short, balding man in front than the kid who was now
standing on the chair checking himself in the mirror.
"Hello nice to meet you. I'm here with Jim, came to drop his
stuff here." The man holding the duffel bag with wide eyes
and super Mario moustache said in his quirky high pitched
voice.
"But this room was booked in my name, I even paid for it."
"Mam you paid half of the price. This was the offer from the
hotel and both Zoomball associates and Mrs. Floyd, this
child's mother booked the room as a collaborative vacation."