When they were done, the crew put both rooms back together as if they were never there. I fix things, I build things, and I tear things down. Because I've been here so long and have done so many different things, I can figure out how to make something out of nothing, using lots of gray tape. And at this stage in the game, I'm too old to go up and down the Strip, knockin' on personnel office doors. The new bosses like him, and he likes them, so it's pretty much business as usual for Vandervliet.
Tour busses pull up here all the time, just to take pictures of the pool.
Landlocked issues proved equally demanding. Vandervliet shakes his head, grinning. I'll just leave it to your imagination. The Rosoffs had more than their share of messes to tend to, as well. During the Patty Hearst affair, a pair of Symbionese Liberation Army operatives holed up in the motel while the FBI shadowed them.