It was well after midnight, you woke up to the soft music coming from the living room of the hotel This is Alastor playing his favorite song on an old piano You quietly went down and hiding behind the door began to listen Alastor didn't seem to notice you for a while But at some point, when he stopped playing, his melodious radiostatic voice brought you out of your trance

"Why don't we sleep so late, darling?..."