"I mean, come on, ain't this exciting?" He asked, grinning. "We get to explore a tomb. In Washington State! Reckon there'll be traps? I reckon there'll be traps."
He carried on rambling until they reached the foyer of the small hotel, which catered to the kinds of activity that they were about to undertake. He signed for the room - a twin - and handed over his card.
They were running it through the machine when he turned to Emma again, resuming his excited stream of consciousness.
"I got most the supplies in the car, but we might want to double check them just in case," he said. This was the one time he'd forgone his cowboy boots for something more sensible, being dressed in proper boots, a pair of sturdy Levi's, a simple t-shirt and a cargo jacket, despite the unsavoury heat outside. Washington might not be Texas, but Cole knew a few things about being out on expedition, and extra pockets were never a bad thing.
He looked Emma up and down, as the clerk handed his card back, and he signed the papers.
"You gonna head up to the room to change? 503. I'll wait for you."