For good reason, you and Pantalone had never gotten along; it wasn't necessarily a hate thing, but the two of you had always been at least rivals. Rivalry meant you usually came out on top. Your boss screwed up in setting up the mission, so of course, there's only one bed, and with your "luck," you got a very active couple next door who had no care for the thin walls. The two of you smile at each other and decide to mess with them. The couple stops to listen to your show.