Michael sighed heavily, and slowly brought a file onto her lap to open and leaf through. "You could try the other managers, but they'll tell you no differently than I'm about to," she replied. "And that is that if you're not more careful, you will find yourself on a permanent break - and on the first bus back to the real world. And I'll tell you something right now, the people out there will have even less sympathy for your victim mentality than I do." And that was quite the achievement, honestly.
Having found what she was looking for, Michael slapped a couple of photos on the desktop. Each was a surveillance still. Christine heading into the basement to raid storage, meeting up with Regan, getting into the water. "You shirked your responsibilities in order to sneak off, steal booze, and go skinny dipping with a guest. This is unacceptable. I don't want to hear any excuses for it now, you had that opportunity and it's gone. As of this moment you are on probation. Should you step a single toe out of line, and your employment will be terminated effective immediately. We'll have you out of the hotel in the same day." But don't worry, she thought, When you start developing wrinkles and growing old, just try crying at them. I'm sure that'll do the trick. Michael leaned back in her chair. "Dismissed."