Coop snerked and took the offered handset. “I thought they must have room service. Hell, I bet you can get stuff brought right to your room that neither of us can even imagine...”<br/><br/>He settled back against the headboard, free hand resting at the small of Sarah’s back, and put the set to his ear.<br/><br/>“Ahoy. How about … no, no, God, I wasn’t asking for …” He rolled his eyes. “Um, is there a sushi chef in the house? What am I saying, of course there is.” There was a pause as Mel detailed the woman’s accomplishments, Coop’s eyes widening a little with every accolade. “Dang. Well then yeah, some California rolls would do the trick. Ginger and soy sauce, yeah. Cool. Thanks.”<br/><br/>He thumbed the end button and stretched his long arm across Sarah’s shoulders to put the handset back in its cradle.<br/><br/>“Too close. She thought I might be ordering … well, something else.” He sighed and kissed her between her shoulders before rolling back into place alongside her. “I don’t think I can take another surprise from the Place, know what I mean?”