Friday 21:00, Room 602.
Ron’s mother: Would you fetch me a cup of tea from the bar please?
Ron: Sure. I’ll bring it right back.
Friday 21:05, 6th floor corridor
Ron arrives at the door with a cup of tea and a plastic cup of red wine for his efforts. Ron’s keycard will not open the door.
[Knock knock]
Ron: Mum! The keycard won’t work – can you let me in?
Room 602 is silent.
[Knock knock]
Ron: Mum! Let me in!
Room 602 is silent.
The door to room 601 opens to reveal a blonde neighbour in silky underwear.
Ron: Ah, wrong mum I think.
Blonde: Yes, perhaps. You can come in if you want.
Ron: Well I’m supposed to be delivering this cup of tea…. but it seems my mother is asleep…
Blonde: Are you going to come in then?
[Footsteps racing towards the rooms]
Kid1: Mum, mum that’s the swimmer I was talking about!
Kid2: Yeah he’s the deckist swimmer.
The door to room 602 opens.
Ron’s mother: Ah, there you are, I’d just fallen asleep.
Ron: Right, here’s your tea. Sorry for the noise, neighbour.
Blonde: No problem.
Saturday 13:05, swimming pool
Kid1: You’re that man that was talking to our mum last night.
Ron: Yes, I couldn’t get into my room.
Kid2: Yeah, you’re that swimmer that was talking to our mum, aren’t you?
Ron: Yep.
Kid2: He’s in room 602.
Kid1: You’re in room 602 aren’t you?
Ron: Yes. Got to fly.
Ron leaves the scene feeling slightly embarrassed for something he hasn’t done, having been caught in no particular act by some kids who seem quite happy to tell anyone what room he’s staying in.