"Trust me, she becomes even more so on closer association." Michael's smile held some degree of pride that his mistress was held in high regard even by those who'd known her only a short time. As the elevator stopped, he opened the door and led the two men a little way down the hall. "You have the French suite. Silly name since there's nothing French about the decor, but about 90 years ago the French ambassador slept in it and it's been called that ever since." He opened the door and stepped back to allow the two to enter first. "I hope you don't mind, Mr. Cavanaugh, but I took the liberty of having extra phone lines installed as Mora mentioned you would be conducting business with your firm in America while here. The second bedroom has been adjusted to serve as an office unless you'd rather a more private accommodation be made. I had thought you wouldn't wish to be far from Tir while he recuperates." Michael opened the aforementioned room to show Peter. "The other room is larger and has a quite comfortable bed. However, Tir, if you need it a different mattress can be brought in. Mora has given instructions that any need you have will be accommodated promptly."