Copacabana Palace, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, Sunday Afternoon and Evening

[endsthegame]

The Copacabana Hotel was certainly... statuesque. The front facade stood high and formal in the middle of lovely Rio, though, like a mullet, all the fun was in the back - at the beachside, where fun and sun would be waiting come tomorrow.

The Fandom contingent had managed to get their hands on some beachside rooms, though it was probably best not to ask who or what had made this much money change hands. Because it wasn't like anyone running this gig had any interesting off-shore accounts...

[[ ocd up! | rooms | the pool | the spa | samba parade | arco do teles and beyond | ooc ]]

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Re: Room 322

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Yep," Quinn said, and peeled a flake of polish away from her thumbnail before she finally looked up. "So, are we going to be big girls and deal with this, or are you going to find someplace else to sleep?"

She wasn't moving.

Re: Room 322

[zetabetabrat.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I think I'll manage," Rebecca said sweetly, tossing her hair.

Possibly by being passive-aggressive and bringing boys back with her. Sorry, Quinn.

Re: Room 322

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Then we're agreed. Great!"

Said the girl who was planning on having Puck over for loud make-outs frequently, and taking as long in the bathroom as was humanly possible.

Re: Room 322

[zetabetabrat.livejournal.com]

"Great," said Rebecca again, sweetly. "Glad that's settled."

And then she ducked into the bathroom to take a forty-minute shower.