[Espy]

Heaving up her laptop bag onto her right shoulder, Espy tugged on the handle of a huge suitcase. She'd just paid the taxi fees, and now was staring at the rather grand entryway of a large hotel. She brushed a few strands of hair from in front of her eyes, walked in, and made her way across the lobby over to the reception counter.

"Hi. My name is Esprit Rion; I think Miss White might have a reservation for me?" Espy asked while ruffling her short hair out of habit.