Droog pockets the phone, checking into the motel room. The clerk knew him, of course. Droog’s room, 212, wasn’t rented out to anyone else. Droog paid a small fee every month to keep it, and occasionally intimidating the owner certainly helped smooth out the details. But similar to many things, Droog had found that sugar had attracted more flies than vinegar. So, the fee was paid and the room kept very well, just for him.
It was different than the others. Inside was not a drab, mustard-colored duvet, half-molded wallpaper stained with water damage. No scratchy sheets, no half-assed berber carpet in a color between puce and puke. The window wasn’t cleaned with water and snot, the streaks making it look older than it was.
Droog’s room was a hidden diamond. He had pride in making himself tiny hideways, tiny gems in the midst of sand and grit and mud. The silken sheets, the elegant cream walls, the drapings of lavender and violet, trimmed in gold and black. It was elegance, where it never should be.
He was here to meet Innovator. Of course this gave him a sort of duality of thought, and he liked it that way. He could say he was screwing the man for the sake of the Crew, for gaining his trust. And he could do this whilst denying that it was just for raw pleasure. Because who doesn’t love a good screw, rough or gentle, in what should be a dingy, run-down motel room that is secrely a pearl in a pool of grim shell?
He waits, holding his cuestick, at the front entrance of the motel. His guest was due any minute, and Droog made sure he looked perfectly presentable. He did, naturally. He wouldn’t expect himself to look anything less. Droog takes a few breaths.
A nice screw. It was alright that Spades was upset with him, he can always sweep up the mess later. This was a foot in the door, a chance at a kind of… political interception, as well as a venture of pleasure.
He kept in mind that he’d cater to him. Make them lust. Make them want to come back. Under the thumb.
Goal in mind, he finds himself relax. Everything was simpler once it was put in simple terms, after all.