It's platinum.

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"It has come to my attention that you intend to check out in the next few hours. That being the case..." he placed the piece of paper down on the desk in front of him and slid it towards the Dwarfers "there's the small matter of the bill"
"Aw, shit" Phil groaned, his Archiver weapon splattering down to the ground.

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The sight of Phil's muddy mess on the floor was very unappealing as Eve stepped away and looked away in disgust to say, "Well I guess we could always wash dishes to pay the bill."

Jaxx chuckled as he replied, "Cha or like charge 'em ta clean up tha place. Hahaha."
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"Sir?" Grovely asked inquisically as Phil's weapon spread across the ground for a moment, much to everyone's (especially Phil's) disdain. "I'm not sure I understand your reaction. A bill is to be expected, and given the size of your party one of this size shouldn't be a surprise at all."

South stood in the back of the group, rummaging through his satchel for something. "Well, the thing is--" started Phil when Cassandra cut in, "The thing is when we came to this resort we didn't exactly come with any kind of...ready made finances."

South frowned and continued to dig through the bag. "Where the smeg is it?" he softly cursed to himself. "Oh dear," said Grovely, "That is most unfortunate. I'm afraid I can't let you eave the resort without paying your bill."

His voice was growing slightly anxious, possibly angry even. "Now Grovely, buddy!" Phil cut in with his salesman spiel, stepping forward and wrapping his arm around the android "Look, we don't want to make things hard on you, but haven't got much choice here. Tell you what, you do us a favor and send the bill to our ship, and we'll wire you the credits as soon as we arrive, eh?"

South's expression lit up and he pulled a small case from bag, no bigger than a cigarette case. "Why sir, I can't do that!" the android half shouted, shrugging Phil's arm away, "Resort protocol states clearly that all customers must pay for their visit in advance or prior to departure. It's the way we've always operated, and frankly I'm--"

South's box chirped and whined for a moment before spitting out a silver plastic card with a black strip down one side. He then proceeded to elbow his way to the front of the group and up to Grovely, interrupting his speech by saying "Hello there, I'm Dr. South, late arrival to the party here," he waved around to the other Dwarfers, "and I'd like to pick up the tab. Do you take cards?"

"Oh, my sir! This is wonderful news! Yes we do, now just one moment sir and I'll..."
Grovely produced a portable card reader, and South swiped the card. "Just processing now sir, won't be a moment. The crew looked puzzled for a moment. Cass leaned in and whispered. "Don't tell em you have a smegging platinum card?"

"Nope, this thing." he held the little box up, "Universal currency gernerator. Reads the time period, then prints out funds compatible with the era. Neat, eh?"

"Bloody hell that's convenient."

"How do you think we time travelers get out spending money?" he chuckled, "Not such a useless doctor now, eh?"

"I'm sorry sir," cut in Grovely, "but this card has been declined."

"What?" said south flately. "The funds in your account don't cover the bill, sir."

"But it's unlimited credit! How do you spend more than unlimited credit??"

"I'm sorry, sir, but if you're unable to pay, but I'm afraid I shall have to call collections."

The crew tensed. "Wait wait!," said south reaching into his bag again, "I've got it, right here..." he rummaged once more, smiling at the android while Mini Phil worked his way behind Grovely, "Almost got it." he said, smiling more to keep his attention. MP got down on all fours behind the android. "Ah!" said South, "Here we go!" pulled out a balled fist and extended a singly middle finger and chuckled. Gorvely looked at him angrilly, about to say something when Phil pushed him backwards, sending him toppling over MP. "Leg it!" he said and they all started jamming themselves into the cargo elevator, trampling and kicking the hapless android on the way. Someone's boot caught him right in the side of the head, sending it rocketing off his body and into the corner with shouts of "Oh dear how rude!" and "You haven't heard the last of me, not until you've paid your bill!"

The last of them shuffled inside the lift and the doors closed with a comedic ping!, leaving Grovely's head in the corner, looking at his own trampled and twisted body in a heap in front of the elevator. "Well..." he said, on verge of android tears, "Well...Well smeg." he said angrily. He looked around, and tried blinking his eyes to move himself towards his body, giving up almost immediately. "Um...hello? Anyone?" his voice echoed in the empty room. "Bugger. Fat lot of good you are." he cursed at his body, which let off a high pitched fizzing sequel, followed by a spark and a puff of grey smoke in response. "Oh..."

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OOC - I think Grovely will be a little...upset with with us if he manages to pull himself together. Also, hello whoever else is here! outside of the few tagged I'm not sure all who's here.
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