Small interim update. Frederick called us from his room in a near panic asking if we had taken his credit cards and I.D. out of his wallet. Um no....? Then he came rushing in explaining that he had gone out for a 45 minute ski and left his door open, wallet on full display. Thomas said Frederick needed to look around his room, because he probably took them out himself. Ok this was silly-one doesn't take out four credit cards and one's I.D. and then forget it an hour later. We scratched our head, and Thomas called the reception, not to accuse them- but to ask if any had been found. The woman said no and reminded him that never in the history of the hotel had anything been stolen from a room. Thomas said yes of course....we know. Then it occurred to me that it was obviously this gang of boys headed by Luis. And indeed, it was. They said they had the cards and the retainer and all were in a safe place; but they could say no more. I asked what their demands were- I mean a hostage retainer gets a pretty good price.
So we laughed and got ready for dinner.
Later four waiters come out with two enormous flaming jellos with credit cards and retainer cooked inside. Luis said the retainer was hard to keep from floating to the surface, so they had to attach it to a banana. Such are the perks of having a patisserie chef at your disposal.
Apparently the boys had come looking for Frederick (who is now resplendent in his own room dear god) and finding it empty and filled with credit cards...took the most natural next step.
So. Game on people. Please submit revenge ideas to my email......keep in mind with my Brigham gene for vicious practical jokes and Thomas' sangfroid at the prospect of emptying the family trust if needed, we have a broad range available. Get on it.
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