Nathan had decided to jog down to the hotel. It was a cool day, and he could feel the chill air against his scaly skin, even through the warm track suit. It was a dark green, darker even than his Mien's hide.
Pulling the piece of paper from his pocket, he double checked he'd come to the right destination. Yes, he had. The fact he was standing outside a hotel named the Four Seasons was probably a clue he was at the right place, but there was always room to screw up.
Sighing inwardly, he pushed open the door and walked inside the hotel in search of Mr Bates.