<strong>Valentine Marlar -- Like Talking to a Wall</strong><br/><br/>Val's eyes widened in disbelief behind the reflective lenses, and he folded his arms tight over his chest. In frustration he gave the door a hard stomp with one foot. "What! Shut the hell up and open this door! I've had a bad freakin' night since I met you, and it ain't-" Val heard mumbling from within the room, and he pressed one ear to the door. Sounded like...<br/><br/>Aw,<em>hell</em>, no.<br/><br/>"Hey! I heard that! Did you just call Security on me?! You asshole! You better open this door, or I'm gonna break it down, I swear I will! And when I get in there, I'm gonna tear you apart and put you in your own damn sushi rolls, you...you...you little sawed-off, egg-sucking reptile!"<br/><br/>Valentine reached up and tore the sunglasses away and squinted sharply as he tried to peer in through the peep-hole. Of course, he saw nothing, but he<em>knew</em>Isaac was on the other side, looking out at him. He slammed his palm against the door again, and felt the heavy frame rattle a little under the strike. Further down the hall another door opened, and a tall, extraordinarily attractive redhead stuck her head out into the hallway, an irritated look on her face. When Val noticed her, he flashed her a sheepish grin and leaned casually on the door for a moment.<br/><br/>"Heh, sorry about the noise. I, uh, lost my key. Just a little tiff with the girlfriend," he said, pointing at the door and nodding awkwardly. "Say, are you staying here long? Maybe we could meet up in the bar downstairs later, I'll buy you a drink?" The woman rolled her eyes and withdrew back into her own room, slamming the door shut hard. "Ok, that's cool. Maybe some other time!" Val called with a wave.<br/><br/>He turned his attention back to the door in front of him and squared his jaw. So the jerk wasn't gonna let him in? Fine. Val had a feeling that Miss Tall, Dark and Loony would overrule him -- if she was there, that was. He lowered his voice and added a little smokiness to his tone. "Hey, in there. You in there, cutey? Come on, beautiful, why don't you cut a guy a break here? Tell your boyfriend to stop being such a dick and let me in. What do you say?"<br/><br/>He was pretty sure he heard Mr. Smarmy snickering inside.<br/><br/>"Aw, come on, lady. Look, I'm sorry I didn't come with you the first time you asked, alright? But I nearly got my head taken off a little while ago by Brooklyn's answer to Barry Bonds, and I got a feeling you might know something about it. So how about it, gorgeous? Open up, huh?"<br/><br/>Still nothing.<br/><br/>"Alright, look, I<em>promise</em>I won't beat the shit outta your pet cook, alright?" Val said, glancing back as the elevator *Ding*ed. Probably hotel security coming to give him an intimate tour of the emergency stairwell -- by throwing him down it. "Hey, if you need to think it over, can you at least let me in first? I think it's about to get crowded out here..."