Catrina and Queen Victoria XXX, shopping bags in hand, stepped from the elevator and began walking down the fourth floor toward their rooms.
“I can’t believe you still have malls up here,” said Queen Victoria XXX.
“I can’t believe you only bought three outfits,” replied Catrina.
“I’m not used to this,” replied the queen, gesturing with her bags. “Even when me and Charlie and Billy do go out, it’s like a time trial. Grab what you can and go. I can’t even remember the last time I tried something on.”
“That’s what happens when you spend too much time with guys,” said Catrina, shaking her head.
“They’re not all bad. I mean, they’re like brothers to me.”
“Well, sure. But, I don’t know, I think Charlie’s a little too… uh… I don’t think anyone should be thinking about him like a brother is all.”
Queen Victoria XXX smiled and began to speak, but was interrupted by Chester A. Arthur XVII and William H. Taft XLII barreling down the hallway, rushing past the girls and toward the elevators.
Chester A. Arthur XVII stopped just long enough to grab Victoria by the elbow and say, “The Dunkin Donuts guy is giving away free donuts!” before running off again.
“Alright,” said Catrina, “maybe you can think about him like a brother.”
Queen Victoria XXX laughed and said, “Well, it’s gotta be the same with you and Thor, right?”
“Thor’s more… Thor’s something else.”
Thor came running out of his room in only a towel, shampoo still in his hair, chanting, “Donuts! Donuts! Donuts!”
“Like a cousin who used to eat paint chips,” she clarified.