He stood at the entrance to the bedroom door, his arms folded across his chest as he admired his work, checking that everything was in place.
He could hear Amy entering the motel calling out for him that food was here.
"COMING" he called back to her.
Turning the lights down dim, he closed the door behind him as he headed to the large dining room to find her, already smelling the aroma of whatever she had purchased.
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