“I'm tired.” Moaned Elijah.
“Look, there's a hotel.” Dom pointed helpfully. “Let's get ourselves a room and then organise searching parties from there.”
The others agreed and they went in.
Before they'd said anything, the man behind the desk said: “Que?”
“Que indeed.” Dom replied.
“You haven't seen anyone who looks like this, have you?” Jess held out her photo.
“No.” The receptionist replied.
“Jess, that's a picture of Sean.”
“Oh.” She pulled out a picture of Hannah. “Her?”
“Ci!” The man said, happily. He pointed into the breakfast room vividly.
“Oh God, they're not roasting her are they?” Asked Elijah, assuming the worst with his hands over his eyes.
“Let's go see!” Said Dom excitedly, running into the room. He stopped as he reached the doorway and groaned in disappointment as he saw lots of people sitting around tables eating quietly. “Aww.”
“I don't see her.” Said Jess in disappointment.
“Well, maybe we should sit and wait here a bit. That guy seemed to think he'd seen her.” Elijah suggested. The others agreed and they sat around a table. A waiter came over and handed them a grubby looking menu.
“Great! I could eat a horse.” Said Billy. There was a distressed whinnying from the direction of the kitchen which they chose to ignore.
“Um…there's only one thing on this menu.” Said Dom.
“What is it?” Asked Jess.
“Cold paella.”
“Ugh!”
They suddenly heard a flushing noise and turned to see Hannah coming out of a door behind them, dragging a staggering (and rather green) Chris behind her.
“NOW! I told you not to eat that stuff but would you listen? No…”
“Hannah!” Jess exclaimed, leaping up.
“JESS!!”
Billy, Dom and Elijah watched as Jess and Hannah ran together in slow motion and 'Chariots of Fire' seemed to sound in the background. The two embraced and pulled back.
“You're late.” Said Hannah, then looked at Jess who had clearly not prepared in packing clothing for the weather here. “You look terrible.”
“Thanks, you smell.”
“Oh God, don't I know it. There were cockroaches in the shower, so I didn't bother even though Will killed them all.”
“Who's Will? You have kept your marital vows, haven't you??” Jess asked.
“Yeah. Will, as in future King of England, Will.”
“Oh, my GOD.”
“I know.”
Jess looked shocked.
“So anyway, Chris wouldn't have got sick if you hadn't have moved from the hotel where I left.” Hannah digged. “Why Scotland?”
“Everyone left so I went with Billy and Dom.”
“What about Sea-“
“Shut up, Hans.” Jess said suddenly. “Conversation over.”
“Right.” Hannah said slightly confused.
“Have you found out who robbed you yet?” Jess asked.
“No.” Hannah grimaced. “They took everything. Including Chris' credit cards…well, four of them anyway.”
“Bloody hell.”
“I know.”
There was a silence.
“So…where'd you pick up Willie Windsor?”
“Who?”
“Prince William.”
“Oh. He lost his bodyguards and then found me.”
“Which is worse?” Jess muttered.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
“Wow – back together 3 minutes and they're already sniping at each other.” Said Dom, impressed.
“Well – are you taking me home?” Hannah demanded to Jess.
“What do you mean 'home'? We're married! We're going to live in Australia!” Chris said, annoyed.
“But…but…”
“Don't you 'but' me, young lady!” Chris erupted.
“Don't talk to me like that! You're my husband, not my dad!”
“No – I AM!” Dom suddenly declared.
There was a stunned silence.
“Oh, sorry, my mistake – that's Jess. Sorry – carry on arguing.” Dom withdrew to a corner.
Suddenly Will walked in silencing everyone.
“Hey, it's Prince William!” Cried Billy, unaware of the conversation Jess and Hannah had just had. “This hotel must have hidden qualities.”
“I'd prefer you not to mention to anyone that you've seen me.” Will said quietly.
“Mum's the word.” Said Dom. “HA!”
“Let's go home.” Hannah said to Jess. “As much as I've always wanted to come to Rock In Rio, Rio is just not the same without the rock.”
“-Of Gibraltar?” Chris asked, only catching the end of the conversation.
“Piss off, Chris.”
“Isn't he holding you to this place, or Australia or wherever?” Jess asked.
“Arse buckets to that.” Hannah said. “Let's get on a plane.”
“Not by taxi? Joaquin might still be in the car park!”
“Ooh! Taxi! Taxi!” Hannah shouted excitedly.
“NO.”