Mary Scott booked a car via her phone, but Rose Valley had strict security regulations; without proper clearance, outside vehicles couldn't enter. Mary braved the biting wind, walking about ten minutes to the neighborhood gate before she finally boarded the car. By then, she was frozen stiff and sneezed several times while sitting in the heated vehicle.
At this hour, it wasn't appropriate to go to her brother's place, so she found a nearby three-star hotel, deciding to make do for the night.
Upon arrival, Mary bundled herself tightly with a mask and hat. Thankfully, her real name wasn't the same as her stage name, so the front desk didn't take notice.
She had an ad shoot tomorrow and couldn't afford delays. After pulling herself together, she went into the bathroom.
