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After retrieving his key from the bellboy, Ford paused in the lobby to take stock of his situation. He was in a hotel. That was easy enough. He had no idea what planet he was on, what time he was in, or if any of this really existed (it was entirely possible he had been too late in saving himself from the destruction of Earth and that this was just some cosmic excuse for an after-life). Alright.
So, what did all that amount to?
Ford thought for a moment.
He could use a drink, and a meal.
Pocketing his key and deciding to check out his room later, he walked into the banquet hall. He grabbed some food almost at random, and took a seat.
So, what did all that amount to?
Ford thought for a moment.
He could use a drink, and a meal.
Pocketing his key and deciding to check out his room later, he walked into the banquet hall. He grabbed some food almost at random, and took a seat.