Outside the elevator, Ariana felt relief once the doors were fully closed.

“Wasn't there another guy in there? It looked like a man in a wheelchair." Before Cole could see the man's face clearly, Ariana managed to block his view.

“That was one of the hotel staff," she answered, slightly apprehensive.

With those words, she strutted toward an empty table where she took a seat and started to order.

“Why were you stepping out of the elevator exclusively for the presidential suite?"