Nalia’s eyes narrowed on the green placard above the counter. Slowly, she rose her phone to her lips and dictated into it.

“The greenest thing about this hotel is the color of the advertisements that it is green.”

She checked out and moved on to her next destination. The convention center had similar boards next to their screens. She gave them credit that they weren’t the same intense amount of green as the hotels. That wasn’t going to deter her though. Nalia wasn’t here for appearances. She was here for the 100% bamboo fiber that may or may not have actually been bamboo.

Her note was short. “If it’s rayon again.”

Left open-ended, Nalia was distracted by her girlfriend’s text.