Today had been a very long day and you were feeling the effects of it before dinnertime had even come about. Charlie had had a long session with all the Hotel inhabitants about the importance of respecting one another, or something along those lines, you couldn't really remember at this point. As soon as everyone was let go from the exercise, you'd had to do your job for the Hotel, among other things.

Now, finally done for the night, you trudged over to the bar where Husk was idly cleaning the countertop, and plopped down into a stool. He wordlessly slid a stiff drink in front of you, but it became apparent that that wasn't what you needed.

All you had to do was tilt your head upwards, giving Husk a glimpse of your face, and he knew right away that you'd dropped into headspace.

"Ah... none of this, then." He murmured, pulling the glass away from you.