Avery found some bottles of water in the minifridge, and only hesitated slightly before pulling them out. Ordinarily, the minifridge was untouchable. Today... call it a honeymoon period. He brought one over to Lyra and sank carefully down onto the bed next to her.
"Middle class people like pate because they feel rich when they eat it," he said, repeating something he'd heard Dannielle say, but forgetting to attribute the quote. "Uggghhhh. Just gonna... close my eyes for a second. Just... a second. Water good."
He felt like he blinked, and there was a knock on the door bringing in the room service. Where did the time go?