You trust the bellhop with your bags. He leads you to the room. You walk in. It's quiet all around. You hand him a fiver. He leaves.
You make the mistake of plonking down on the comfy chair. Then you look at the bed. The towels are made in a familiar form.
sleeping with the fishes tonight.
The alarm on her face is unmistakeable. Yes, you have had a fatal dose of the movies.