*blinks rapidly (blasphemy?) and is about to apologise when the car pulls up at the hotel* *brightly* Well, we're here now.
*gets out of the car and dutifully walks around to open the door for you* Go in out of the rain. I'll get your bags. *pays the taxi driver, giving him a generous tip, and hefts your bags (they really are light)* *jogs in out of the rain, through the revolving doors, and smiles at you, shaking the wet from his hair* Let's get you checked in.