EST. FLOOR 1 — THE FRONT DESK
A PC gaming lounge dressed like a hotel lobby: walk in off the street, pick up a key tag, and disappear into a suite of soft chairs and warm monitors. check in. game on.
at your service — three suites, room service to the armchair, and a carpet worth arriving early for.
EST. FLOOR 1 — THE SUITES
Three rooms, three moods. Each suite is a booked space with its own gaming PCs, its own seating, and a brass key tag that hangs on your finger until check-out. Reserve one below.
A tucked-away corner built for two. Two gaming PCs on high-refresh monitors at eye level, a two-seat sofa deep enough to fold your legs under, and a shared desk wide enough for two mugs and a bowl of the good pretzels. The quietest room in the house — regulars book it for the long co-op nights.
The big room. Four gaming PCs along a curved bench that seats four without anyone claiming the middle, keyboards and mice set and waiting on the credenza. Footstools tuck under the desk for shorter guests. Birthdays land here — the desk can set out a paper hat and a slice on request.
One deep armchair, one lamp turned low, one gaming PC. Suite 303 opens after nine and closes when you do — the room for a solo run, a slow story, or a rematch you owe yourself. Herbal tea comes on the house after midnight. do not disturb tags hang on the door.
EST. FLOOR 1 — ROOM SERVICE
Ring once and someone comes to your chair. No queue at a counter, no pausing your game to fetch a soda. The desk keeps the tray moving so you keep your seat.
Every suite has a small brass bell and a card of extensions. Order a drink, ask us to install a different game on your rig, or add another hour to your tag — a runner brings it over within a few minutes. We refill water for free all evening, and we will happily carry a plate through from the little kitchen if you are staying past supper.
at your service from open until close. Tip the runner or don't — house policy leaves that entirely to you.
EST. FLOOR 1 — HOUSE COURTESIES
A few small manners keep the lobby calm for everyone. Nothing stern — just the sort of thing a good hotel expects and never has to say twice.
Suites are for cheering; the corridors are for keeping it down. Voices drop to a hum once you step out of your room, so the guest two doors along can hear their own game. Headsets are welcome anywhere in the house.
Hang the do not disturb tag on your door and the runners leave you be — no refills, no check-ins, no swaps until you flip it back. It is the one card in the house we never overrule.
When your tag runs out, wrap up within ten minutes so the next guest can settle in. Add an hour at any point if you are enjoying yourself — the desk would rather extend your stay than rush it.
EST. FLOOR 1 — THE COMMONS
Between suites there is the lobby itself — the room you pass through and often linger in. Terrazzo underfoot, brass at the edges, and a carpet that has earned its keep.
The floor is speckled terrazzo, cool and quiet under a soft rug of that hotel carpet in green and rust. Floor lamps stand at the corners instead of overhead glare, so the light falls warm and low. A long coffee table in the middle holds a fan of retro magazines about games — twenty-odd years of them, dog-eared and free to read while you wait for a suite.
Come early and the lobby is yours: a coffee, a magazine, the hum of the room. There is no rush to the desk. Sink into a chair and we will call your suite number when it is ready.
EST. FLOOR 1 — THE GUEST BOOK
A few lines left at the desk, copied out with initials in place of names — as guests do at the front of an old hotel register.
Booked 202 for my nephew's birthday and the desk had paper hats out before we sat down. Four of us, one screen, three hours that vanished. The pretzels are dangerous.
101 is my quiet spot. I come after work, the runner knows my tea, and nobody hurries me out. It feels less like a club and more like a room I happen to keep here.
Stayed in 303 well past midnight on a solo run. Lamp low, tea on the house, a do-not-disturb tag on the door. I have never been so politely left alone. I'll be back.
EST. FLOOR 1 — AROUND THE LOBBY
Three details worth a second look on your way through.
EST. FLOOR 1 — CONCIERGE DESK
The questions the desk hears most. Anything else, ring the bell — someone is always on.
Usually, yes. If the suite is not booked after you, the desk will roll your tag on in one-hour blocks — just ask before your time runs out. On busy Friday and Saturday nights we hold you to the clock so the next guest can settle in, so book the later slot up front if you want a long evening.
Please do. Every rig takes any standard USB or wireless keyboard, mouse or controller, and the runner will help you plug in when you check in. If a wireless set needs charging mid-session, leave it at the desk and we will bring it back topped up. We keep spare peripherals on the credenza either way.
Inside your suite, cheer as loud as the game deserves — the walls are lined for it. In the corridors and lobby we ask for hushed voices so the whole floor stays calm. Headsets are welcome everywhere, and Suite 303 after nine is kept especially still for solo guests.
None at all. The lobby dresses up; you do not have to. Come in whatever you would wear to a friend's sofa — the deep chairs and the low lamps do the formal part for you. Slippers have been spotted and warmly approved of.
Suite 202 is the birthday room. Tell the desk when you book and we will set out a paper hat, a slice, and four rigs ready to go. Bring your own cake if you like — we will plate it and carry it through. Give us a day's notice for anything beyond the basics.
EST. FLOOR 1 — THE FRONT DESK
Leave your name at the desk and we will have a key tag waiting. Pick a suite, a day and how long you would like to stay.