Two rooms. Of course. That was fair. Pulling out her phone, Natasha went online and tried to search for lodgings near to their destination, only to find that, naturally, the place was so small that none of their motels offered online booking. And Google Maps reported a lot of road construction between here and there.

Figured.

So she sighed, lowered her cell, and just stared out of the window at the passing city night, saying after a minute or so, "...we'll just have to do it when we get there." At daylight. Fuck.

The proverbial elephant in the room was a monstrous motherfucker, wasn't it.