Mable continued humming for a long while, oblivious to her friends sleepy nature.  When she eventually sat up and saw him on her bed, she felt bad!  Was her room so boring that it put him to sleep?  What a terrible host she was.

The girl was contemplating what to do next and only panicking slightly when the door to the hotel room opened.  And who else would it be but her brother?

He stepped in through the door and paused when he noticed Mable on his bed, beginning to smile.  Then, he noticed Edward on the other bed, and froze.

"What the hell?"

"He's my friend!" Mable quickly explained, but her brother did not look convinced at all.

"Out," he demanded, "now!  What the hell, Mable?"