[if anyone's curious as to why mr. rory is loitering about at the ballroom hotel, one look at his outfit should make it fairly clear. though he has his own residence which is clearly safe and far, far away from the residential district, mick's never been one to shy away from making the best of an opportunity.
after a fair amount of time spent lounging at the pool, he'd decided to head up toward the guest rooms above, hoping to find a distracted member of the housekeeping staff that he could carefully palm a room key from. he's meandering around the corner when he spots claire staring at the closed door of her room.
looks like someone's in need of some assistance. he meanders over and gives her an understanding nod and smirk.]
Yikes. I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say you left your key in your other pants...
b. being a criminal's almost like being a locksmith, right?
after a fair amount of time spent lounging at the pool, he'd decided to head up toward the guest rooms above, hoping to find a distracted member of the housekeeping staff that he could carefully palm a room key from. he's meandering around the corner when he spots claire staring at the closed door of her room.
looks like someone's in need of some assistance. he meanders over and gives her an understanding nod and smirk.]
Yikes. I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say you left your key in your other pants...