"Well that was educational," Indy told Ren with an exasperated sigh as they
made their way out of the bar a few hours later.
"Really? I didn't think you spoke Chimooru." She said humoring him.
"I don't, now what the hell did you two talk about?" He wanted to know grabbing onto her arm and pulling her in the direction of a hotel.
"About how we can get to the location of that temple without stirring too much trouble."
"I don't know if you remember or not but you plus me equals more trouble than we can handle sweetheart," He told her with a rueful smile.
"We're not dead now are we so suck it up and face it, I'm not leaving without my dad," She told him defiantly slapping his arm and glaring at him. "And don't call me sweetheart."
Indy shook his head but nevertheless opened the hotel door for her and motioned for her to go in first.
Ren did so but not before quickly taking her bags from his arms.
"Don't trust me now?" He asked teasingly following as they walked in the small somewhat dusty lobby.
She didn't respond but quickly walked up to the reception desk.
"Hello how may I help you?" A friendly man with a heavy Spanish accent asked as he looked up to see them.
"We'd like a room for the night," Ren told him readjusting her shoulder bag.
"One or two?" The man asked with a pleasnt smile.
"One," Ren said almost immediately making Indy wonder if he was going to have to sleep on the floor. "Well pay now, kt doesn't matter which room,"
The man looked at her curiously as she handed him bills but shrugged.
"Your names?"
"Josh and Renee Miller," She told him giving Indy a wink.
'Why the hell did she pick Josh?' He wondered as she took the key.
"Honeymooners?" The man asked making Indy laugh. "That obvious?" Ren asked with a smile.
"Have a wonderful evening Mr. and Mrs. Miller," The man said putting the money in a safe underneath the counter.
"Thank you, you too," Ren said taking Indy's hand and leading him towards the staircase.
"Wonderful job Renee," Indy whispered in her ear as they headed up the stairs.
"We might pretend to be married but we aren't going any further than this," She told him turning her face to him and wrinkling her nose.
"Lovely, so am I sleeping on the floor than?"
"No," She laughed checking the door numbers. "We can both sleep on the bed, its not like we haven't done it before,"
'Yeah but we've never pretended to be married before,' He thought tapping her and pointing to the room door. He didn't really like to admit that made him feel awkward. They were just friends after all, but just the thought of her even pretending to be his wife made his stomach clench.
"You look like I've just punched you in the gut," Ren told him looking him over.
"Why'd you pick Josh?" he asked as she put the key in.
"Why not Josh?" She asked looking at him again afraid he was going to pass out.
"Well you could at least have been more original,"
"More original?" She asked curiously opening the door.
"Like George or Jonathan," He told her walking in and sitting down on the double bed.
"Definitely smaller than the last one," She commented turning and shutting the door.
"I didn't notice," He mumbled letting the luggage fall to the floor and closing his eyes.
"Your not sleeping already are you?" She asked turning the lock and looking at him.
"Haven't slept in almost two days, neither have you." He reminded falling back onto the bed to find that it was quite comfortable.
"I'm used to sleep deprivation," She told him sitting on the bed next to him.
"Parties keep you out late?" He asked lazily opening one eye. "Cute, real cute," She told him dryly with a glare.
Indy shrugged it off; she was always glaring at him. Especially when he referred to her more privileged life style, which she really didn't take advantage over.
"Well good night then," She said picking up a pillow and whacking his face.
Indy sighed and shook his head. "Are you trying to annoy me so I'll kill you?"
"Maybe," She said stifling a laugh and rolling on her stomach so she was right next to him.
"You know Ren-" He started but the look on her face made him stop. If he told her what was on his mind they'd regret the consequences.
Instead he was quiet and let Ren take off his fedora and play with it.
"Still have it," She muttered to herself running her finger around the brim of the hat.
He nodded. There was something different in her tone of voice. As if she was remembering that day.
She hadn't been on that trip, she had sill been sick from the snakebite she'd gotten the previous week. Though she'd laughed when he told her about it.
"The day you became an ophidiophobic," She said aloud though Indy was sure she was talking to herself.
"Night Ren," He said rolling over to his side and drifting off to sleep.
"Really? I didn't think you spoke Chimooru." She said humoring him.
"I don't, now what the hell did you two talk about?" He wanted to know grabbing onto her arm and pulling her in the direction of a hotel.
"About how we can get to the location of that temple without stirring too much trouble."
"I don't know if you remember or not but you plus me equals more trouble than we can handle sweetheart," He told her with a rueful smile.
"We're not dead now are we so suck it up and face it, I'm not leaving without my dad," She told him defiantly slapping his arm and glaring at him. "And don't call me sweetheart."
Indy shook his head but nevertheless opened the hotel door for her and motioned for her to go in first.
Ren did so but not before quickly taking her bags from his arms.
"Don't trust me now?" He asked teasingly following as they walked in the small somewhat dusty lobby.
She didn't respond but quickly walked up to the reception desk.
"Hello how may I help you?" A friendly man with a heavy Spanish accent asked as he looked up to see them.
"We'd like a room for the night," Ren told him readjusting her shoulder bag.
"One or two?" The man asked with a pleasnt smile.
"One," Ren said almost immediately making Indy wonder if he was going to have to sleep on the floor. "Well pay now, kt doesn't matter which room,"
The man looked at her curiously as she handed him bills but shrugged.
"Your names?"
"Josh and Renee Miller," She told him giving Indy a wink.
'Why the hell did she pick Josh?' He wondered as she took the key.
"Honeymooners?" The man asked making Indy laugh. "That obvious?" Ren asked with a smile.
"Have a wonderful evening Mr. and Mrs. Miller," The man said putting the money in a safe underneath the counter.
"Thank you, you too," Ren said taking Indy's hand and leading him towards the staircase.
"Wonderful job Renee," Indy whispered in her ear as they headed up the stairs.
"We might pretend to be married but we aren't going any further than this," She told him turning her face to him and wrinkling her nose.
"Lovely, so am I sleeping on the floor than?"
"No," She laughed checking the door numbers. "We can both sleep on the bed, its not like we haven't done it before,"
'Yeah but we've never pretended to be married before,' He thought tapping her and pointing to the room door. He didn't really like to admit that made him feel awkward. They were just friends after all, but just the thought of her even pretending to be his wife made his stomach clench.
"You look like I've just punched you in the gut," Ren told him looking him over.
"Why'd you pick Josh?" he asked as she put the key in.
"Why not Josh?" She asked looking at him again afraid he was going to pass out.
"Well you could at least have been more original,"
"More original?" She asked curiously opening the door.
"Like George or Jonathan," He told her walking in and sitting down on the double bed.
"Definitely smaller than the last one," She commented turning and shutting the door.
"I didn't notice," He mumbled letting the luggage fall to the floor and closing his eyes.
"Your not sleeping already are you?" She asked turning the lock and looking at him.
"Haven't slept in almost two days, neither have you." He reminded falling back onto the bed to find that it was quite comfortable.
"I'm used to sleep deprivation," She told him sitting on the bed next to him.
"Parties keep you out late?" He asked lazily opening one eye. "Cute, real cute," She told him dryly with a glare.
Indy shrugged it off; she was always glaring at him. Especially when he referred to her more privileged life style, which she really didn't take advantage over.
"Well good night then," She said picking up a pillow and whacking his face.
Indy sighed and shook his head. "Are you trying to annoy me so I'll kill you?"
"Maybe," She said stifling a laugh and rolling on her stomach so she was right next to him.
"You know Ren-" He started but the look on her face made him stop. If he told her what was on his mind they'd regret the consequences.
Instead he was quiet and let Ren take off his fedora and play with it.
"Still have it," She muttered to herself running her finger around the brim of the hat.
He nodded. There was something different in her tone of voice. As if she was remembering that day.
She hadn't been on that trip, she had sill been sick from the snakebite she'd gotten the previous week. Though she'd laughed when he told her about it.
"The day you became an ophidiophobic," She said aloud though Indy was sure she was talking to herself.
"Night Ren," He said rolling over to his side and drifting off to sleep.