"Um, yeah, toilet paper, sure." He took the proffered roll and tucked it under his arm. The young man seemed to understand what he wanted. "Good job. Bueno, Bueno." He didn't know what a dormitory had to do with anything, but he went with it as he gathered up some clothes to take with him back into the bathroom.
At least I scared him enough to keep him from stealing anything, right? he thought as he closed the bathroom door behind him. He'd get out of the way while Manuel cleaned, then come back and shave and stuff. And what the hell kind of cruise line hired guys to do the housekeeping anyways? I thought it was supposed to be chicks, that's their kind of work. He checked himself in the mirror. He was at least passable enough to go get breakfast. Or lunch. Whatever they were serving.
He cracked the door open again and made sure to let the houseboy know he was ok. "I'm Coming Out! I'm Not Going To Tackle You Again, Aqui? Leaving Casa de Peepee!"