Curacao business

[Nautilus]

Janice thought Mr. Croix realized the effect he had on her, because something in his expression flickered with understanding. Suddenly, she saw through the Aero's windows a group of reporters heading towards them.
"Damn! That's weird... I think we should leave from here!"
The exclamation burst out of her before she could stop it and with an effort, she said, tapping on the glass separator between them and the driver's compartment:
"Take us to Kura Hulanda."
The driver nodded with a single shake of his head and the hover-limo started moving. Then Janice turned her attention back to Mr. Croix and said more for herself than him:
"I'm wondering how they found out about your visit!?"
She took a deep breath and added:
"All right, I confess that Mr. Tyler sent me here, hoping that I will convince you to postpone the business meeting for tomorrow at 2 pm o'clock. The Penthouse suite is already booked and paid in full for you. Also, our chauffeur will remain at your disposal for the entire duration of your visit so... you can return whenever you want at the Verdeur to bring your stuff but now... if you don't mind, I will lead you to the Kura Hulada, a lavish seven-star hotel. It's considered by some as Las Aves’s most luxurious hotel."
Mr. Croix looked at her without saying anything for a moment and thought that, after all, it could be a good opportunity to take a break from his strict schedule of work. For some reason, his silence made her feel uncomfortable. Not wanting to seem impolite, Mr. Croix smiled and finally accepted the proposal.

During the journey from the St Martin spaceport to the Kura Hulanda hotel, they enjoyed the magnificent view of the Sabana Sea beaches, talking about a lot of things, from spirituality to economy or history of Las Aves. Thus he learned that this city, recently named capital of Curacao, was initially a small town that grew in prominance, due to the huge investments made by the new administration of Orbital Spa and Cruise, becoming nowadays the most important resort of the planet, with dozens of quality hotels and hundreds of bars and night clubs to party all night. Their conversation has been temporarily disrupted only by a call received from Mr. Tyler, who has been informed by Janice that the business meeting was postponed, as he wished. Twenty-five minutes later, the Aero arrived at the entrance to the Kura Hulanda and a representative of the hotel dressed in a shiny suit and bow tie, opened the door, ready to greet the guest. Then Mr. Croix and Janice exchanged goodbye pleasantries:
"It was a real pleasure to meet you!"
But even before Mr. Croix gets out of the hover-limo, she hurried to add, with an obvious hesitation in her voice:
"Oh... Mr. Croix!? I know that may sound a bit weird, but... just in case you have nothing to do later... In an hour, I'll go out to the Maravillas del Estanque bar. Is only five minutes away from here so... if you like Blue Curacao cocktails, come there and maybe... we can continue our conversation. Otherwise, see you tomorrow at the Orbital Tower Center and don't forget: 2 pm o'clock, okay!?"