THE HANGOVER ๏ PHIL WENNECK

Wolf Pack

"Hi, welcome to Caesars." A woman at the front desk welcomed you as you walked up to her.

"Hello." Stu said, setting his bag down next to him.

"Checking in?" The woman asked.

"Yeah, we have a reservation under 'Dr. Price'." Stu said, clapping his hands.

"Okay, let me look that up for you." The lady started to type away on her computer.

"Dr. Price?" Phil just had to say something. "Stu, you're a dentist, okay? Don't try and get fancy."

"It's not fancy if it's true." You shook your head as Stu tried to act cool.

"He's a dentist. Don't get too excited." You comment to the lady. "And if, uh, someone has a heart attack, you should still call 911."

"We'll be sure to do that." The woman smiled at you.

"Can I ask you question?" Alan perked up. "Do you know if the hotel's pager-friendly?"

"What do you mean?" The lady asked confused. You looked at Alan, also confused by his question.

"I'm not getting a sig on my beeper." Alan twisted his beeper around.
"I'm not sure."

"Is there a payphone bank? Bunch of payphones? Business?" He asked, nodding his head a bit.
You furrowed your eyebrows, since you didn't think he had a job.

"Um, there's a phone in your room."

"That'll work."

"So, I have you in a two-bedroom suite on the 12th floor, is that okay?" The lady said, changing the awkwardness.

"That's perfect." Doug said, but Phil cut in.
"Actually, I was wondering if you had any villas available?"

"Phil, we're not even gonna be in the room." Stu objected. "It's unnecessary. It's not big deal, we can share beds. It's one night."

"If we bunk bed, I'm sharing with Phil." Alan says randomly. You twist your face at that. "You good with that?"

Phil turns his whole body to face him. "No, I'm not."

"Guys, we are not sharing beds. What are we, 12 years old?" Phil looked to Stu and Doug. "Lisa, I apologize. How much is the villa?"

"It's 4200 for the night." She says, looking down to the computer to confirm it. "It's the only one available."

"Is it awesome?" Alan asks as he puts his pager away.

"It's pretty awesome." Lisa chuckles and smiles.

"We'll take it. Give her your credit card." Phil says as he looks to Stu, yet again, making Stu pay.

"We'll split it." Doug says, trying to stop an argument before it begins.
"Are you crazy? No, this is on us." Phil says.

"You don't get it, Melissa checks my statements." Stu says, making you pull a face.

"She's psychotic." You mumble

"Well, we just need a credit card on file. I won't charge you anything until you check out so you can figure it out then." Lisa says, finding a solution for us.

"Perfect! That's perfect. Thank you, Lisa. We'll deal with it tomorrow, come on." Phil probed Stu into it.

"Fine." Stu sighs as he pulls out his wallet, searching for his card.

"Can I ask you another question?" Alan leans over the desk.

"Sure." The woman flashes a friendly smile.