She laughs, shaking her head. "I don't know about a long-term stay here. A night or two might be fun. Like, to get away with a friend or someone."

She hears the people outside, too, and she stops speaking, listening. He turns out the lights--that's good thinking, if that's hotel staff there won't be any outward sign that someone's here when they shouldn't be.

It honestly doesn't occur to her that maybe a socially awkward businessman might not think to turn out lights or lift master card keys from housekeeping carts so readily.

When she's sure whoever was in the corridor has passed, she goes on, "The camping sounds like more fun anyway. Is there a good spot? Or a spot to stay away from at all costs?" she adds, laughing.