The receptionist quickly provided the room number. "1314."
Quite funny.
As luck would have it, I ran into a food delivery guy in the elevator.
"200 dollars. Help me knock on this door."
He was a good sport, agreed to the deal, and even offered to hold down the jerk for me.
Edward opened the door, completely confused, and called back into the room, "Did you order food?"
Then he noticed me standing at the door.
I walked in with my phone recording the whole scene.
There was no one in the room. The bed was covered in a pile of women's clothes, including matching pink lingerie.
Classy. The bathroom was practically all glass, with just some frosted glass for privacy.
A woman's silhouette was visible inside. "I didn't order food. Must be a mistake."
I kicked the bathroom door open, and a scream erupted.
She took a moment to react, then grabbed the showerhead to try and spray me. I had already recorded everything I needed, so I turned and walked out.
The delivery guy asked if I still needed help. I tipped him an extra 500 dollars and signaled that I could handle it from here.
By then, Edward finally found the time to come face me.