It had been a very quiet night, and I was able to get some reading done. At the sound of the front doors opening, I looked up. Oh, very nice. Tall rugged Jedi Master, sex-on-legs apprentice practically glued to his side.
"We seek lodging for the night."
"I'm sorry. I have no vacancies."
"There are very few transports out front," he says as he attempts a subtle hand-wave. "Surely you have one room available."
I raise an eyebrow. The nerve. "Does the Council know you go around trying to mind-whammy innocent innkeepers? Which part of no vacancy don't you understand?"