Hannibal's Hotel and Restaurant

Who: Ron Weasley and greeter
When: Morning, today
Where: The Burrow, then the lobby
What: Arrival
Rating: G
Status: Incomplete

( someone's gotta go... )

Who: Luna Lovegood and Whoever is her Greeter
What: Landing in the Hotel Post Department of Mysteries
When: Sometime Today
Where: Hotel Lobby
Notes: Taken a few hours post events of the Department of Mysteries in OoTP

In the hours since everything happened Luna was basically reeling as she slipped her wand back into her hair (since to muggles it would pass for a chopstick and simply a bit of quirky in fashion choices). She had sent an owl to her father and went into the Ravenclaw Common Room to only find herself in what looked like a high end hotel lobby worthy of Diagon Alley. She was a bit dazed since she could only sense something had happened but with the battle everything was a tiny bit fuzzy.

That was when she spotted the desk and made her decision, she had to know more. So the teen, dressed in jeans and a sweater along with trademark radish earrings and wand tucked into her hair, hit the little bell. She felt for her coin and knew it was still in the pocket of her jeans.

"Excuse me? This does not appear to be the house common room" she gracefully called.

Of course Luna was forgetting about the rather large scar on her hand that was due to Dolores Umbridge and her reign of terror within Hogwarts.

Who:Cassie Holmes and Greeter
When:Tuesday Evening
Where:The streets of Hong Kong then the lobby
What:Drunken Arrival
Rating:TBD
Status:Incomplete
( We need this. An olive? IT'S A BEAD. )

Who: Jack Sparrow and Hector Barbossa (and greeter)
When: Afternoon
Where: Flor-eee-da to Hotel
What: Arriving
Status: Incomplete
( Slipped, tripped, fell in the waters of life )

Who: Third Doctor, Jo and greeter
Where: UK to Hannibal's Hotel (in one quick shot!)
When: Time is fleeting, and elastic, and subject to change, but for your sake, call it Saturday morning
What: Entering the Hotel, of course, did you sleep through the part that says greeter?
Status: Complete (possible spoilers for The Sea Devils)

( Reverse the polarity of the neutron flow )

Clarice Starling, FBI agent on administrative leave, could have sworn she had saw a glimpse of Dr. Hannibal “The Cannibal” Lecter as she stepped out of the grocery store. But she shrugged it off, figuring she was just seeing things.
As she turned her key in the lock of her vehicle, she glanced up and saw three or four dark haired men shove a smaller man into a large van and she caught her breath in her throat. Lecter.
As she reached to her gun at her hip to pull it out, everything went white. She had thought that she passed out or something but blinding light poured into her vision and she found herself lying face down against a carpet floor. What that hell, she thought and rose to her feet.
She didn’t know where she was, and she was about to ask some serious questions but there wasn’t anyone around. Groaning in frustration, she walked up to a fairly long desk what she took as the front desk and dinged the small bell two times.