He was young, but then, that wasn't terribly surprising. Just meant that he had more of a problem than the older ones who came. The younger ones were the best. Most of the time, they weren't aware of who to trust and who not to trust yet, and a pretty face just got her so far. She kept smiling, looking over him, and noticing this palpable aura of self-control.
It's like he wanted to smile, but he couldn't. She shrugged and then gave an apologetic smile. "We're a little out of the way, which is a pity, because everyone should come here." That was honest, in the very least. She waited, both eyebrows ticking up quickly, before he took the water, and the pleasant smile was right back again. "You're very welcome."
Waiting expectantly and watching him try to figure out what to do with the water was a tiny bit awkward. It wasn't the most awkward experience she'd had, but it could rank up there. The heat couldn't have been that bad. She took the card, taking down his information, and he appeared in her computers. Of course he did. Room 224 flashed on the screen and she set up his key, sliding the little plastic card into the machine and waiting until it zipped out, coded with his room.
"Here you go. You're going to be on the second floor, in the Rose Wing. When you get off of the elevators, you're going to head left, and when you come to the fork, go on ahead and take a left. You can't miss the signs. Do you have any questions, Mr. Wallace?" She extended his license and his key card. It was still early, she was still cheerful, and he hadn't done anything yet to make her suspicious of anything other than him being a sad and tired young man.