Memoria answers the phone, "James?"
"Memoria, we've already reached the hotel."
"So soon, which hotel is it, is the floor okay?"
James Xavier mentions the name of a hotel, "A hotel very close to the Guild Hall, a five-star hotel, we get to enjoy it this time. We're staying on the 11th floor, the view is quite nice..."
"James, I've placed your shirt in the wardrobe?"
Amidst his background noise, Iria Lindsay's voice faintly comes through.
James Xavier takes the shirt from Iria's hand as he approaches, "You shouldn't bother yourself with this, I'll tidy up later myself, you should go tidy your own room first."
"We're all colleagues, why be so polite about it, we girls are more skilled at doing this!" Iria smiles as she takes the shirt from his hand to hang it in the wardrobe, "It's okay, you continue your call, I'll handle this."
