Amaya had always considered herself a woman who didn't hold much stock in anything fancy. She believed in the value of hard work, of getting your hands dirty, of good and honest effort. She'd rather spend a day swimming in sweat than sitting in the lap of luxury.

But this...? Having coffee sent up to her room which was nicer than anything she ever experienced before, looking at the spectacular view...well. It wasn't something she could get used to, but it was certainly something she could appreciate that morning and be glad to get back to work and back to her normal state of things again soon.

And it definitely warranted a slightly breathless, "Zounds," between sips, too.