I walk into the amazing inn, hoping to almighty gods that it isn't inhabited by posh snobs. "Flyer better not have been lying about how amazing this place is..." I think to myself. I request the room FurFlyer uses, and begin walking to an elevator... before noticing an appetizing smell of... FOOD.
I let myself become distracted by the amazing aroma and walk into the room to see FurFlyer. I walk up behind him and press down on his shoulders, whispering, "You led me through all seven sinful layers just to get here, you idiot! I think you owe me the grand tour," and I sit down and laugh.