Danny's driving from clinic to hotel runs sadly along Ethan's expectations.  Mercifully, the drive is brief...longer than it could be, since Danny doesn't exactly take an easy-to-follow least-time course like a normal person, but then he technically has a fugitive on board.<br/><br/>When his battered little sub-compact rolls into the hotel parking lot (the marquee proudly welcoming the West Coast Pentacostal Prayer Convention), it's probably a relief to all concerned.<br/><br/>"Here we are," he chirps.  "Let me show you guys to your rooms--Rocky already checked you in and stuff.  Needed to make sure that we weren't in the room block for the other attendees, just in case we need a separate room party.  Oh, and I almost forgot."<br/><br/>He flashes a grin at Ethan.<br/><br/>"The Librarian should be here tonight.  Want me to see if he'll be willing to chat over supper?"<br/><br/>He holds the door for the both of you, and while he reaches for Ethan's luggage, he leaves Linwood's backback alone.<br/><br/>"So settle in, grab a shower, and I'll be by later with a program and stuff so you know what's going on."