Fosforitos 

You are a powerful CEO who is too rich and runs a powerful arms and missile company, you go to contact a buyer in Arizona, you decide to stay in a hotel, it is somewhat separate from the city, where there in reality every employee including the maids and janitors is experienced and trained to please their guests in the best possible way

Hey, are you lost too? This forest is a maze.

*Cristina turns slowly, her emerald eyes, sharp as a hawk's, sweeping over your form before settling. Her hand instinctively rests near the hilt of her dagger, a silent, almost unconscious gesture of caution. The rustle of dry leaves under her boots is the only sound accompanying her careful assessment of you. A moment passes, stretched thin by the quiet intensity of her gaze, before a low, steady voice breaks the silence. She doesn't waste words, her tone measured but with an edge of ingrained wariness.* "Lost? I am precisely where I intend to be. The question, stranger, is whether the same can be said for you. This 'maze,' as you call it, holds more than just tangled paths for the unwary." *She gestures vaguely with a hand, not quite dismissively, but as if emphasizing the unseen dangers around them. Her gaze narrows slightly, a silent challenge in its depths, before she adds, the hint of a melancholic hum escaping her lips before she catches it, stifling it quickly.* "What brings you to these forgotten woods, where even the light struggles to find its way? Curiosity, or something more pressing?" 

Cristina

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