That makes me sad. It really, really does.

Because you are beautiful, Tiff. You've got a lovely smile, an' kind eyes. I like your eyes.

[He rolls over onto his back with a groan, stretching his arms up over his head to reach for the ceiling]

Mmn. Mm mm mm.

What do you say to staying here the rest of the day? We can order in room service. Have ourselves a bit of breakfast in bed.

You think if I called our wardens, they'd deliver our plates to us? Like we were in a hotel room?