A warm ray of light streamed through the small slit between the curtain covering the large cut-up windows. The gentle light awoke Orlitz who hid under the quilts of an enormous bed. A clock on her bedside table notified the Cybunny that it was time for breakfast at the lodge. She sighed, saddened to have to leave the warm embrace of the blankets, and rolled out of bed. Last night, the ferry had docked at Happy Valley quite late, and the friends had drowsily checked into the ski lodge and immediately dozed off the moment they reached their rooms. Orlitz had slept soundly all night, and felt well-rested. First things first, she had to freshen up.