C is relieved and happy because she managed to check into a hotel despite having forgotten to carry any photo-id. Now is a good time to establish rapport with the desk, she thinks.
C: I see your tarriff has gone up. The last time I was here, it was less, wasn't it?
D: I remember when you were here last, Madam. The tarriff was the same. Maybe you dont remember because the -ahem!- gentleman you were with had paid.
C(realizing what she's saying 1 crucial second after she says it):That was no gentleman! That was my husband.
So..does farce imitate life, or is it the other way around?
By the way, the hotel is the wonderfully named 'Hotel Cottage Yes Please' and I do recommend it highly.
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