We got out of the car, stretched out our stiff legs, then proceeded to unload the car. Melody reached for her bag, but I kindly grabbed it for her.
“Are you sure?”
Adriana took this as an open invitation and handed me an even bigger bag than Melody’s, along with some other items until I was completed loaded with luggage and ski gear.
“I think that about does it,” Adriana said, before briskly heading to the entrance as I lumbered across the parking lot. Seeing that I was struggling, Melody took it upon herself to took some of the load off me.
“I’m good,” I stated.
“No reason why I can’t help,” Melody said.
“He can carry it,” Adriana said briskly. “It’s good for him.”
“So can I,” Melody made clear, adding “Are you always this bossy?”
“And you wonder why you’re single?”
“Thanks for the reminder.”
We had already entered the bickering stage of our budding friendship.
As we passed through the door of the lodge, I managed to get Adriana’s skis stuck in the doorframe. I made a spectacle of myself as I tried to get unstuck. Once again, Melody came to my aid.
At the check-out counter, Adriana’s true colors reared their ugly head once again.
“I specifically requested a room with two beds,” Adriana told the clerk, seething with anger.
“I’m sorry, ma’am. But the most we can offer is a single bed,” the clerk said in reply, instantly grabbing my attention.
“That is not what I requested.”
“I understand, but we are fully booked.”
“That’s not my problem.”
Melody and I looked at each other in embarrassment, wishing nothing more than to disassociate ourselves from Queen Adriana at once.
“I’m very sorry. But what would you like me to do? We can’t ask our other guests to leave their room.”
“If they made their reservations after me you can.”
“I’m afraid we can’t do that.”
“I would like to speak to your manager.”
“I am the manager.”