You ask the attendant why this hotel allows mutant cyborgs as guests. When you explain that the family are rejected test subjects from Tesla’s secret laboratory to turn humans into cars, and you’ve seen photos of them dwelling in the sewers on the run from the shadow government, the attendant gives you this baffled expression. He doesn’t know what to do with that! You shout at him to do his own research when he goes back to kicking out the family. One of these centuries, you’ll figure out how to get the attendant to believe your conspiracy bullshit.