Finally Jim calmed down. "Midnight... or should I say Ivy, we need to get you employed at the hotel. Evensley, Tiger, you set everything up."

She nodded, "As long as it isn't room cleaning"

"Of course it isn't!" He said, hailing a taxi.

(One long taxi ride later....)

"We're here!" Jim said. The hotel was grand and obviously a five-star just by the looks of its exterior. He grabbed your hand and led you through the revolving doors.

She looked around the inside, letting Jim do the talking

Jim strolled up to the front desk like he owned the place, then again, it was highly likely that he did. "Excuse me, I was wondering if you're hiring. This lovely lady here is looking for a job." Moriarty said.
"Sorry sir, we aren't currently hiring." the man said behind the desk.
"Well, then you're fired, one of the kitchen staff will take your place, and Ivy will take their place in the kitchens."
The man's eyes opened wide, "Oh my God! I'm sorry Mr. Moriarty! Please forgive me!"
"You have a day to move out." Jim said, before walking towards the kitchens.

"Was that really fair..?" she winced, knowing she shouldn't be saying that but it kind of slipped out

"Well, I do own the place, and he did insult me. He should know who I am. Besides, you needed the job. You'll be a waitress for the banquet. Just look pretty and flirt with the male guests, you know, the usual. Might I remind you, this is a political event, with important delegates from around the world, so the security will be tight. Do try to play it normal."

"Of course, sir" she didn't smile, "What do you want me to wear?"

"The usual uniform. You'll blend in."
He handed you an outfit to wear.

"Don't worry, you'll look fine."

"Sure. Will you be there?"