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[He flirts wildly with a very ordinary young drone waitress, while drinking a single scotch on the rocks. He doesn't rush, but he also doesn't linger, or show any sign of intending to seriously hit on the waitress: this is Mayfield. He saunters to the desk, asks if they have any magazines, flips through a few and pulls out a Mayfield-ized copy of LIFE, tips the clerk, and ambles away to his room. Once there he takes his time, stepping out long enough to hang a "Do not disturb" sign. He goes to the bathroom, brushes his teeth, and then quietly slips over to the connecting door, picking it in seconds. He cracks it open, and says, simply,]

I'm going to shower and change, liebchen. Take your time, and either join me when you're ready... or drag me in with you.