The Layover Page #5

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Holy sh*t.

Uh... is she... is she okay?

Let me just...

(SNORING)

We're good. We're good.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Welcome to The Sheraton.

This is the pits.

F*** you, Cindy.

Who's Cindy?

The hurricane.

I dunno, it looks like kinda

good weather for a hurricane.

The hurricane's in Florida,

we're in St. Louis.

Jesus, you took way

too many pills.

Welcome to the St. Louis

Sheraton, I am Anuj.

- How are we today?

- Not good, Anuj.

The airline says they

lost my bag.

They did? Did they lose mine?

No, they didn't.

You didn't check a bag.

Oh, right, I didn't check a bag.

My apologies, we're tight

on space...

because of the annual

jewelry convention.

Jewelers have conventions?

However, I can put you both

in a lovely junior suite.

Now, while you're here...

please enjoy our four-star

restaurant...

pool, spa, and complimentary

shuttle service...

to the majestic St. Louis Arch

and finally, Tut's Tomb...

the number one nightclub

in St. Louis two years running.

For that, take the elevator

down to P1.

That's super, but we're only

here for one night.

Excellent. Well, if you

enjoy your stay,

I do hope you'll consider

Yelping us.

Ugh. God.

This is what we get for being

spontaneous.

(GASPS)

Oh my god, what is that color?

It's not a lipstick,

it's my Lip Lacerater.

Oh, it's fantastic.

Thanks.

Oh, hey, it's my seat mates.

Good to see you among

the living.

Yeah, thank you.

Okay, I need to go down

one more I think.

I'm gonna work off some travel

frustration at the gym.

Oh, god, your friend's wedding.

Yeah, yeah. It's not

for a few days.

I was, uh, going down early

for the bachelor party...

but those guys'll be fine.

No natural disaster's gonna

stop my buds...

from getting embarrassingly

drunk.

Hey, um, you guys wanna get

a drink later on tonight?

Might as well make the best

of this, right?

- Yeah. Yeah, sure, yeah.

- Sure. Yeah.

- I like... I like to drink.

- She does.

Not a lot, not to excess, but...

Alcohol.

Cool. How about 8:00?

Yeah, yeah, it's a date.

Well, not a date, but a plan.

Yeah.

- Have a good workout.

- Stretch, don't forget!

- Now don't... do gym.

- Don't hurt yourself.

- Oh, not bad.

- And it smells nice, too.

- Not bad at all.

- Yeah.

And look at us, having drinks

with a hot guy.

Hey, he's having drinks with us.

Right.

And who knows? Maybe one of us

will hook up, if he's lucky.

He might go for you.

Or you. You're gorgeous,

especially when you're loaded.

I am not, I look like

Mickey Rourke.

Enough with Mickey Rourke.

Why do you always say that?

- It's how I feel.

- Stop it.

You're beautiful.

This is called "Man Getting Out

of Cold Lake". Boop. Boop.

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