Bobby sits up and stares at the closed door.
Alex turns around and follows his gaze.
"What was that all about?" Bobby asks.
Alex shrugs. "I told you Bobby, they're an unhappy couple. They've been good at hiding it thus far, but I think their charade has just started falling apart."
"Weird friend? Abnormal couple?" Bobby looks at Alex.
Alex sighs. "Boring wife? We're not the most outgoing people, Bobby, I guess we don't make the grade. If we weren't role playing I would feel bad, but we are and I don't feel bad. You shouldn't either."
"Am I weird, Eames?" Bobby demands. He stares at her awaiting her reply.
"Bobby is this a rhetorical question?" Alex shifted, uncomfortably. She wasn't sure if he was being serious or not.
Bobby shakes his head. "No, I just want to know if you think I am weird."
"Bobby, Terry doesn't know you like I know you. You've never cared what others thought before, why now?" Alex asks, gently.
"I don't know. Maybe it's because I've always been labeled weird by my colleagues atwork, but never by anyone in my personal life. I mean she called me weird and she knows nothing about me...us. You're right, I don't trust her." Bobby couldn't keep the hurt from his voice.
"Bobby, it's late and we can have this discussion all night, but I'm tired and I need my sleep. So lets go to bed and hope that Al and Peg stop fighting." Alex gets up and picks up the remote. She shuts off the tv leaving the room lit by only one small lamp. She walks into the bedroom as Bobby gets up and flips off the lamp. Walking into the bedroom he shuts the door behind him. "Since I hogged the bathroom when we first got here, Bobby, you can use the shower first. I'll just sit here and read for a while." She opens one of the complimentary book from the night stand and begins to read.
"Thank you." Bobby replies in a dull tone as he opens up his drawer and pulls out a pair of plaid pajama bottoms and a t-shirt. He goes into the bathroom and shuts the door. After showering and washing his hair he pulls on his sleepwear and walks over to the sink. He towel dries his hair and brushes his teeth. Spitting in the sink he wipes his mouth on a towel and puts his toothbrush back in his bag. Yawning he rubs his face and runs his hand through his curly black hair. As he stares at himself in the mirror, the unfamiliar image of the gold band on his left hand startles him for a moment. He looks down at his hand and flexes it for a second before he turns and opens the door to the bathroom. "All yours Eames." He says as he turns and picks up his scattered clothes. He then walks back into the bedroom and throws his dirty clothes into his bag. "Eames?" Looking over Bobby sees that Alex has fallen asleep reading the book. Kneeling down next to her he stares at her a moment. Thinking how beautiful she really is and how lucky he is to have her in his life he gently removes the book from her chest. He closes it and quietly puts it on the night stand. Standing up he gently removes her shoes and covers her with the quilt. He gives her small kiss on the forehead and shuts off the light. Walking over to the other side of the bed he grabs the extra pillow and goes into the bathroom shutting the door but not closing it the whole way.