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[ March's voicemail message will be the standard sort for a while, and expect replies from him to be slow/strange as he tries to understand this Modern Age.

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[NO IT IS NOT which is why he answers with lightning speed compared to...well, if he didn't consider this a Priority. It helps that Rincewind mentions the Luggage. C'mere, murderous chestbaby he wants to spoil.]

Rincewind! Oh, yes. [So downplayed. He's basically the Koolaid man OH YEAH inside, but Rincewind doesn't seem to appreciate that so much, and if he's in a bit of a pickle it might not do to seem overly eager to hear about said pickle or help him out of it.] Certainly, certainly you are both more than welcome! And certainly free to contact me as you have. Never worry with that. We've rooms available at the moment. Would you like for me to put one down in your name?

[he can do that he is the boss

...he'll tell the staff afterward.]

[wizzardly]

[still forever confused by the endless spring of enthusiasm and energy March perpetually has available, but desperate times and measures and everything. Or at least confused times and the desire to avoid unpleasant conversations.

They also have a bar. It's a nice bar. Maybe he can even get a drink or two for free if he says it's for the Luggage.]

Only for a few days. [hopefully. Possibly? He has no idea. What is the appropriate amount of time for dealing with the information that your friend and roommate cut out and sent human organs to another close friend?] But um. Yes. If that's all right.

One of your cheaper rooms is all right, by the way. No need to book anything too fancy.

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Of course, of course.

[Mumbled around something. Rincewind can easily assume March has stuffed some pipe or other smoking instrument in his mouth at this point. It's not difficult to pick up on the sound of flipping pages and scratching pen, either. Cheap room his ass. Rincewind (and ~★♥Luggage♥★~) will get the very best they have to offer, and whenever check out occurs, they'll find that the bill's been taken care of. It says Mister March has covered your fee. You don't owe us anything. Please do leave us a review, though. March will be sure to be "out" whenever Rincewind leaves, too. No arguing with a man who's either not there or refusing to come out of the wall and therefore no one can find him. Being a ghost is pretty sweet sometimes.]

Right, right. I'll speak with the front desk in a moment here. All you need do upon arrival is give your name, everything will be taken care of from there. Should you have any questions or issues during your stay, I would appreciate being informed personally. My office is Room 64. You may knock at any time.

[Luggage too.

He wouldn't have to clean up any messes for Luggage. They could have a secret murder bonding play date!]

[wizzardly]

Perfect. [or at least as close to it as he's going to get in this terrible storm of confusion and panicked nausea. Worth him breathing a sigh of relief over, anyway, and Rincewind has always counted half-wins because they're typically the only wins he ever gets.]

Room 64. Absolutely. I'll be there sometime this evening, my only bag packed.

[it's a sort of joke, see? Because he only has the Luggage? Rincewind's tone suggests a lopsided, dry attempt at humor.

Anyway, yeah, he's not going to knock. If anything catches fire or doesn't work he'll just climb out a window, it's fine. But maybe the Luggage will find a reason to go on a midnight, hallway stroll for a midnight snack, who knows with that box...]

I'll leave you to it then. Thanks.

[March really is such a surprisingly helpful ghost.]