Jasmine was standing near the balcony doors with Mendy, one hand on the glass while snow slammed softly against it from outside. The balcony was completely white, the railing buried, the city beyond blurred by the storm.
"So this is the balcony," Jasmine said, sounding way too cheerful for the weather. "Normally it's amazing. Coffee, wine, city view. Right now it's just winter hell."
Mendy leaned closer to the glass, eyes wide. "It's… really pretty. And kind of scary."
"Yeah," Jasmine laughed. "But once this storm's over, we're planning upgrades. We already talked about it with the hotel."
"Upgrades?" Mendy asked.
"With one button," Jasmine said, tapping the wall beside the door, "the whole balcony seals shut. Glass panels slide in, cuts off the outside completely. Wind, snow, everything. Like an indoor room."
Mendy blinked. "That's insane."
"Rich people toys," Jasmine grinned.
