"Lessons on being happy?" Dinah asked, an eyebrow raised.
She considered for a moment once they were off the elevator, then decided that it was best for him to take her room. She wasn't going to be home for hours anyway and her bed was more comfortable than the couch.
Dinah helped him into her room and gently deposited him on the bed.
"I'll just get you a glass of water and some crackers, in case you're hungry when you wake up. Of course, if you're really hungry," she gestured toward the kitchen. "Kitchen's that way. And the bathroom's that way," she gestured again.
There was a phone on the nightstand with a pad of paper and a pen and Dinah scrawled out her number for him.
"And that's my number if you need anything. I'm not sure how long I'll be gone, but I'll be sure to check in on you in a bit." She studied Oliver carefully for a moment. "I'm sorry I have to leave you like this. Do you need anything else before I go?"