Daniel reiterated. “Your reservation shows that you reserved the full amphitheatre for four human days,” the unemotional Dollnick administrator of the Empire Convention Center replied. “That’s twenty-six thousand creds, which includes the multi-day discount. “Then there’s been some kind of mistake,” the junior consul insisted. “I made a three-day reservation for the Nebulae room for the trade show, and I went back later and added a day to the front-end, to give the vendors a chance to set up before the event.” “The only reservation I’m showing for you is the Galaxy room. The Nebulae room is no longer available on the dates you’ve requested. The Hortens have it reserved through the end of the cycle for a religious revival.” “I don’t believe this,” Daniel practically shouted. “I made these reservations three cycles ago and I have confirmations!” “If you don’t believe me, let’s walk down to the Nebulae room right now and you can accept Gortunda as your savior,”
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