An Unexpected Liason
Mark opens the door to his room (room 658 or some such) cautiously, peeking around the door to ascertain the extent of embarassment he would suffer if his guest were to come in right away. Surprisingly, to him only, since his friends know he's rather clean, it's not that messy, the only real signs of his months of residence being a jacket on the bed and a 16mm camera on the nightstand. So, deciding he can let other people in, he opens the door and stands aside to let Ace enter.
"Um... well. Here it is."
"Um... well. Here it is."