I was in the breakfast room, sneaking some of my granola for an afternoon snack, when the door opens and a man walks in.
Me: May I help you?
Man with British accent: Cup of coffee?
Me: Excuse me?
Man: Could I get a cup of coffee?
Me: I'm sorry, we didn't have anyone in for breakfast this morning, so I'm afraid we don't have any coffee made.
Man: Could I get a cup of tea?
Me: I'm sorry, which room are you in? I could have sworn we were empty both last night and tonight, so who is this guy?
Man: Oh, we're not guests. We're just thirsty travelers driving by.
Me: I'm sorry. We only serve to guests.
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