Dukey took his cell phone and keys, and proceeded as directed, down the hall and knocked on the first door on the left. "Mr. Klutz, sir? I hate to bother you, but could I borrow some of your clothes while mine are being cleaned? I would be much obliged. I'll be back in a minute, for them. I have to let Mom know about dinner. By the way, it's almost ready, sir."<br/><br/>He turned and went to the bathroom, where his mother was changing after her shower, his memory of where it was correct from when he had inadvertently spied on Clara earlier. He knocked again, this time asking, "Mom? Are you ready? Dinner's almost on the table."<br/><br/>He returned once again to Mr. Klutz's room, and waited patiently.