When the demons arrived at their hotel, the bluenette looked around confusedly. While Alois immediately set his belongings in the corner and plopped down on the bed, his spouse seemed less comfortable in the small room, and set his belongings in the corner along with the other man's much more slowly as he examined their surroundings. In truth, he wasn't sure what to make of it.

"Not what you're used to?" teased the menace as he sat up. "Not five-star, but not too shabby, I don't think."

"It's very… compact." Noted the Watchdog, causing the other to giggle.

"Not really." Said Alois. "It's kind of fun. Have you not been to a place like this before?"

"I can't even remember the last time I did." Ciel stated.

"Then this is an adventure!" the menace declared. "It's a cute little room. It's different than the places we usually go, but that's the fun part. C'mon, have a seat!" he said, patting the spot next to him on the mattress.

"Is room service still an option?" asked Ciel, taking up the other man on his offer. "I have no idea what this sort of place offers."

"Well, we still have snacks in the car, if they don't. I don't know what they have, either. I've never been anywhere like this before."

"If I'd known that this was a possibility, I would have packed more." Lamented the bluenette as he laid back on the bed. "Snacks aren't dinner."

"Oh, you poor glutton." Alois laughed, laying down on his side next to the other man. "Maybe there's a fast food place or convenience store around here somewhere."

"I still need to make you eat frog legs."

"Why do you want me to eat frog legs so badly?"

"Because it would be funny to see you complain."

"You eat them." The menace instructed.

"I will, but I want you to try them." Stated the Watchdog. "Either that or snails."

"Frog legs seem less gross."

"Then will you eat them?"

"Yeah, I'll eat them." Reluctantly said the blonde, rolling his eyes.

"Shake on it?" questioned the bluenette, holding out a hand. Shaking his head, Alois took it and sealed the deal.

"You're so fucking weird…" he laughed, amused by his beau's strangeness but finding it somewhat cute at the same time. "You're lucky that I find it endearing."

"I'm glad you do, because I have no idea how to not be weird." Ciel replied.

"It's what makes you so fun. This trip has been a blast so far. I can only look forward to what you have planned next."

"You know, I'm not usually one to be weak to flattery, but from you, I make an exception."

"I know how flattery works on you." The blonde mused. "It's one of your biggest weak spots." With that, the menace sat up, dangling his legs off of the edge of the bed for a moment before standing up.

"Should I go get those snacks, then?" he asked, turning to look at the other man.

"If you feel like it." Ciel replied, kicking off his shoes. "Do you want a key to the room, or should I just let you in?"

"Well, it would be nice of you to let me back in." Alois said, making his way toward the door.

"Or I could leave you outside for a few minutes just to mess with you."

"You don't have the heart." The menace scoffed. "If I whined enough, though, you know you'd let me back in."

"Indeed, you know all of my soft spots." Stated the bluenette, sitting up to look at the other man. "It's not fair."

"Fair or not, it is what it is." Alois replied, gripping the doorknob. "Back in a sec."

"Alright." Answered Ciel. "If it's not substantial enough, we'll try and find someplace in the morning."

"Sounds like a plan, man." Chuckled the menace before stepping out and shutting the door behind him.

He meandered outside, and immediately stopped once he saw their car. Next to it, a grey vehicle was parked, with official-looking stickers on the back. Rolling his eyes, he waltzed up next to the vehicle and peered inside. Sure enough, there was a jacket with governmental logos on it inside.

"Amateurs…" he shook, placing his hands on his hips. Looking down, he saw the car's tire and got an idea.

Crouching, he quickly untwisted the cap on the tire that kept the air inside. Then, he flicked it to the side before turning around to unlock his own vehicle. With that, he grabbed a few plastic bags before locking the door back and walking back to the hotel, knowing full-well that the French agents' tires would be flat by morning.