Brain- storming....
Cheryl glared at the staff in horror, but they were so many in unison, she thought it was better to stay quiet and not utter a word against them. She quietly stood in one corner, not even leaning against the wall for another one hour.
"Do you have any idea, about when this couple might come out of their room. I pressed the bell several times, they are not opening it!" Cheryl finally spoke to a weak looking girl, who seemed to be less agitated and a safe person to ask the question.
The weak girl who was carefully brushing the foot of a brass monument stopped and looked at Cheryl. "Unlike some people, we do not have a habbit of poking our noses in other people's business.Thus, I have no idea!" She spoke in a surprisingly rude tone, which was loud enough totally unexpected by Cheryl.
Hearing the girl's words, Cheryl gasped in horror and while the other staff laughed.