"Aren't you going to ask me in?"

Marley backed away to let her pass. "How'd you know I was in town?" he asked. Then he realized that the hotel might be the haunt of a whore. The next thought struck him: he didn't care.

"Moving on according to schedule?"

He looked at bags nearly all packed and ready. "Yes, well no," he said. I've changed plans."

"Tibet?" she asked.

"Come with me," he said.