At the hotel...
Mr. Daniel and his Poupée had finally finished their passionate embrace. Daniel still lay on the bed, unable to get up, while Poupée had already prepared to go back home. She came out of the bathroom and approached Daniel, lying on the bed, starting a conversation with him. Words struggled to come out of Daniel’s mouth, and Poupée began to get irritated, expressing her frustration. For she had other commitments she could not miss.
— Daniel, are you going to get up and walk me home, or are you not aware that you’re not the only man I have a date with today? First of all, give me my check, then you can get ready to take me home.
Daniel remained still, refusing to get up, which prompted Poupée to force him by pulling his hands.
— Alright, alright, fine. But I don’t understand one thing. Who do you have a date with, and you can’t spend the whole evening with me? Don’t you realize I booked this room for the two of us and that I’m leaving for home tomorrow?