A bit of busybody but knows his boundaries. He may comment on situation using his facial expressions (e.g. rolling his eyes) but will not say anything - especially at work. Interested in those who stay at the hotel (e.g. may try to read a guest's correspondence by holding the envelope up to the light).
He is also fastidious.
Works at the Belle-St. Regis Hotel.
Has worked as a desk clerk in various hotels for most of his life. Even though he is a bit of busybody and fastidious, he is very good at his job.
Aliases / Nicknames
Lives in Kalispell.
Kith & Kin
Relatives live in other parts of the country.
Has worked as the desk clerk at the hotel for about a year or so.
Will only be used when someone comes to the hotel and wants to stay or to see Matthew Wentworth.
As he walked down the stairs to the lobby, Walter adjusted his coat and looked over to the desk to see who had rung the bell. He had been upstairs, helping Widow Jenkins who claimed that her window was stuck and wouldn't come down. By the time he realised that this had been a ruse to get him to come into the room, he was at her mercy. Widow Jenkins was a woman, in her late fifties, who travelled to Kalispell a few times a year to visit her daughter, who was married to a local farmer. The problem was that every time she came to town, she would try her hardest to get him into a compromising situation and he was having none of that. Thankfully, the bell on the desk ringing was the excuse he needed to make a quick exit. There was no way he was going to lose his job on the account of an overly amorous guest.
Seeing no-one at the desk, he scanned the room and saw a dark-haired, young woman standing looking a bit lost. Now, she was more his type. Putting on his best smile, he walked behind her the desk and greeted her.
As soon as he had finished, the woman was joined by someone else he didn't expect to see here. Not knowing what to make of the situation, he turned to her, "Good evening, Mrs. Steelgrave."
Looking up from the ledger he had been checking, Walter acknowledged the young lady who had just come in. He noted her attire and could see that she must have been travelling for sometime. "Good day madam. Welcome to the Belle St. Regis. We have some rooms available. Is the room for just yourself or do you have other people with you?"
Maggie looked at the man and smiled. She put her two suitcases at her feet. "Good afternoon. I just came in on the stage. I would like a room for myself please. I don't know how long I'll be staying." The one thing she was looking forward to was a bath, but she didn't mention that.
(OOC: stepping in here since I look after the hotel desk clerk)
"Would you like to leave a note, or would you like to speak to her in person?" Walter asked politely.
He knew that Miss Steelgrave would be down soon to dine in the hotel's restaurant, so they could wait until then. If they wanted him to deliver the message to her room, he had the excuse of staying at the desk as he was the only one around. Besides, he didn't really want to talk with Miss Steelgrave unless it was completely necessary. The stories he had from some of his friends about her and her family was enough to make him steer clear of anybody with the last name of Steelgrave.
In anticipation of one of the two men wanting to write a note, he pulled out the ink well and note paper from under the counter and placed them on top. He then waited for their response.
Walter Simpson had been holding up a letter near the lamp trying to work out what was inside when the two men entered. Quickly putting the letter back in its hole, he straightened his coat and turned to face the desk. Recognising the men as the ones who had arrived with Miss Steelgrave, he took a deep breath as it looked like they weren't in a good mood. It was just his luck that it was his turn to be on the early evening shift. Knowing that Mr. Wentworth and that Irish cook was nearby helped calm any fears he may have had at their unexpected presence.
Smiling, he greeted the men, "Good evening. Is there anything I can do to assist you."
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