[Clea's eyes are closed, but she is not sleeping. Sleep is not yet necessary, but a slight respite until it becomes feasible to resume drinking and dancing is. The false stars on the way to the hotel are ridiculous - worse even than Verso's childhood attempts - the costume that the attendant wears is hideous and not at all evocative of the graceful birds Clea had ridden earlier, and she would call the 'decorations' childish but that would be an insult to the aesthetic sensibilities of the average child.
It is, however, quiet. Rather than go up to 'her' room, Clea has opted to sprawl in a chair in a dark corner. The day is young, but she is nearly 30 and needs a break.
Not having recognized the voice that's speaking yet through the haze of her drinks, Clea answers honestly, and impulsively.]
I think the adjective 'garish' could be well described by a picture of this venue.
The Haunted Hotel
It is, however, quiet. Rather than go up to 'her' room, Clea has opted to sprawl in a chair in a dark corner. The day is young, but she is nearly 30 and needs a break.
Not having recognized the voice that's speaking yet through the haze of her drinks, Clea answers honestly, and impulsively.]
I think the adjective 'garish' could be well described by a picture of this venue.