"Huh? Why is that car not moving?" One of the hotel staff asked to welcome the guests, whispered with each other before they turned their heads towards the car Zoey came in.
"Hey, someone go and check what's going on." One of the security staff muttered as he turned his head and stared at the growing line of cars behind it.
"Alright." Someone nodded in determination and approached the window by the driver's seat. He knocked on it lightly, waiting for the person behind the window to roll it down.
"Sir, are you having some trouble with your car?" The male staff asked politely. He didn't want to assume more negative thoughts, nor did he want to sound as if he was trying to hurry the driver inside.
However, there was no response from the person inside the car. Thus, the male staff knocked on it again.
"Sir?"
