“ernest,” beatrice greets with a half smile. the realm of the hotel is a safe haven, generally, though she’s surprised frank and dewey aren’t alongside their triplicate. she’s always found it relatively easy to tell the three of them apart, if only by the tiniest nuances she’s learned to attribute to them during their time growing up in the organization together. Â
     “sorry for dropping in unannounced. i didn’t know i’d be coming this way until late last evening when i received r’s letter.”
@sincerely-ernest











