Belle was quickly catching on anyway. They weren't in their room, the sun was coming in from the wrong side of building. And she was vaguely remembering what had happened last night. Cooper laying on the floor of the bar, people in there she couldn't make out. The dart...
"Somebody kidnapped us," she concluded. "I remember you being on the floor. I- I was afraid you were dead. Then they shot me and I tried to get to you-" She swallowed hard and buried her head in his shoulder. Right now, she felt very vulnerable and was really glad they hadn't taken them away from each other. "What would somebody want with us, Coop?"
They were just ordinary people. It didn't make any sense.