As long as none of them resumed pissing off the hotel, maybe the enjoyment could continue. Pree brushed a knuckle to Dieter's chin. He was starting to have trouble keeping his hands off the boy. Never a good sign. But pulling away would have been oh so rude.
"Not many people where you come from?" He asked, resuming the second coat on Dieter's left hand. At this rate, he was going to run out of fingernails to paint in about a minute.