Miguel turned quickly, arms half-raised to ward off a flying naked attacker... Seeing Jamie in the doorway, still across the room, Miguel slowly lowered his arms and breathed out a sigh of relief. Thank God.
"Lo siento," he said, slowly, with his Housekeeping Smile. "Uh, I a sorry." He thought that was right, anyway. "I am Miguel. I am Housekeeping." His finger tapped the badge on his polo shirt. See, his cautious smile said. Nothing to worry about here.