The woman's shoulders shrank under his stern look, afraid to keep anything hidden, "Manager, it was, it was the young master. The young master wanted to come for a vacation with a few of his close friends this morning, and asked us to prepare rooms. I told him, there were no rooms, they were all booked out, but the young master saw there were still empty rooms, and then, then..."
No need to say the rest, they all understood. The manager pursed his lips. The young master mentioned by the woman was the chairman's youngest son, a good-for-nothing profligate. His friends were all equally reprehensible. Just to save face in front of those scoundrels, this was not the first time something like this had happened.