She was beautiful beyond belief and when she smiled, she smiled at you. You saw her across the room the second you entered. There was a glow around her, or a magnetism, or some extraordinary grace that caught your eye, a movement of her arm, or a sweep of her hair, or a curve of her body. Her eyes twinkled an invitation to everyone, yet especially to you. And then she was gone, and your heart sank. Had you waited too long to approach her? Had she left with friends? Had you dreamed the whole thing? She had to be staying in this hotel. But what room? What could you do? How could you find her? What might have been had you had more nerve? Let Hayley show you, in room 518.