Registration Office

"Good thing that's where we're planning to go once we find our fourth." George glances around the room to see if there's a clock on the wall.

"What does it say?" Mike did not come closer to check on what was written on the letter and just stood where he was.

"We're to meet our benefactor at the restaurant at noon." George then turns back to the young woman behind the counter. "Have you seen the last member of our group or would you not know them if they came in here? Did our benefactor reserve the rooms in our names or his own or none at all? I guess cash can speak volumes sometimes. We've got some time to round up the other party but it would help knowing who we should be looking for or at least a name in case we encounter someone."

Amy picks up the paper. Sorry about that, I don't know why I got so angry. I'm guessing that it pushed some of previous-me's buttons
She then reads it out loud

After waiting around for a few minutes George makes a suggestion. "We're not gonna get anything done standing around here. Let's take a casual walk down the road to the cafe and check out the area on the way. I'm up for a little exploration." He steps slowly to the door while watching to see if anyone else is following.

Yes, lets go to that diner and see what this is all about. Amy stops abrupt. George, how did you know what the letter would say? You did not read it. Are you clairvoyant?

"We've got time." Mike says as they exit the office.

"But I'd rather ride than walk." He points at the green jeep.

"Yeah, I scanned it quickly when I opened it. But, does any of us have a set of keys? I don't and I don't really wish to steal a car. It's less than a mile to the cafe and we've got plenty of time." George starts walking our the door and across the parking lot.