"After this, things can only get better" - ol' Betelgeusian Death Anthem
Who: Zaphod Beeblebrox & Ford Prefect
Where: Ford's room
When: Evening
What: Zaphod reunites with his semi-cousin. In style.
It didn't take Zaphod very long to find room 205 after he finally figured out that the numbers went in order. This was much different from the standard intergalactic hotel numbering system, which was designed to make it very difficult to discover the room in question that you were seeking. This system worked out well in giving drug dealers, prostitutes, and politicians extra time to escape once they heard law enforcement had entered the hotel, for it would generally take the police about 3 hours to even find the room. Giving that these three segments of society all but kept the hotel business afloat, managers were much more inclined to cater to their needs than the average citizen who just wanted to find his bed easily and have a good lie down.
When he finally got to the door, instead of knocking, he cupped his hands around his mouth and gave a loud bellowing scream. He then scampered back around the corner and hid there, snickering with one head, and shushing himself with the other.
Where: Ford's room
When: Evening
What: Zaphod reunites with his semi-cousin. In style.
It didn't take Zaphod very long to find room 205 after he finally figured out that the numbers went in order. This was much different from the standard intergalactic hotel numbering system, which was designed to make it very difficult to discover the room in question that you were seeking. This system worked out well in giving drug dealers, prostitutes, and politicians extra time to escape once they heard law enforcement had entered the hotel, for it would generally take the police about 3 hours to even find the room. Giving that these three segments of society all but kept the hotel business afloat, managers were much more inclined to cater to their needs than the average citizen who just wanted to find his bed easily and have a good lie down.
When he finally got to the door, instead of knocking, he cupped his hands around his mouth and gave a loud bellowing scream. He then scampered back around the corner and hid there, snickering with one head, and shushing himself with the other.