"Excuse me," Ford asked, holding the room's phone to his ear. "Someone asked about my room?" Narrowing his eyes, he glanced over to the door. "And you gave them my room number. No, thank you. No, it's alright. No, please don't do it again. That's all," he said, hanging the phone up.

Someone had asked about his room number? He hadn't even asked if this someone was a guy or a girl. Glancing over to his best friend sleeping in what could technically be called their bed now, he knew it couldn't have been Eddie.

Scratching his head, he decided to try to head whoever it was off at the pass. Pulling the handle down, he opened the door revealing Eva mid-knock or pre-knock that was.

"Eva."

To say that he was surprised was an understatement.