Zero Devil
Clipsey sighed.
"Guess I'll do it myself."
He grabbed the money, and waltzed over to a booth with a reception desk.
"Gimme a twenty-five dollar room."
The lady looked down at him through her spectacles.
"You're a little young to be here."
"Young?! YOUNG?! I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW I'M FIFTY-SEVEN!!!! HEIGHT ISN'T EVERYTHING!!!" Clipsey yelled indignantly.
The woman threw him the room card with a squeak of fear.
"Thanks m'am." He smirked as he walked down the hall to his room.