The hotel had a small lounge in it, complete with a 'make-your-own' coffee machine. "You'd think a multi-billion-dollar company would make the coffee for the guests," Jessie laughed as she grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down at a table, mixing the sugar around in the crème-filled coffee. Zak sat down opposite of her, stuffing a handful of Pop'Ems into his mouth.

The small room consisted of only a few people: a man typing at his laptop, two teenage girls laughing about something, and a few sleepy looking parents who watched their young kids run around. Jessie was enjoying watching the kids run amuck when Zak asked, "So, how'd you get into paranormal investigating?"

"Nick," Jessie laughed as she shook her head. "When we were younger, he took me to one of his first investigations, and after that, I fell in love with it. I built up my own crew, took a couple of classes, and now I do that when I have a free night off from work."

"You have your own crew?" Zak asked, surprise filling his voice. His face was a mix of surprise and awe.

With a laugh, she replied, "Yes, I do. It's small, just four of us. There's me and Lucas, we're the two investigators, and then there is Lauren, who's our audio tech, and Karen, who's the video specialist." Jessie smiled when she remembered her friends back at home. "So what about you?" she asked, flipping the coin on Zak. "How'd you get started?"

Zak looked up the ceiling and let out a slight laugh. "You know how many times I've told this story?" he asked, staring down at Jessie over the table.

Wrinkling her nose, Jessie replied, "Yeah, I do. I just wanted to see if I could make you do it one more time."

The two talked for a little while about pretty much nothing: favorite investigations, worst investigations, music, movies. It was a full conversation about randomness. When they were waiting for the elevator to take them back up to their rooms arrived, Zak glanced down at Jessie and furrowed his brow. "How short are you?"

"Um… 5 foot 2 inches?" Jessie replied with a questioning air.

"I don't get how you could be so much shorter than Nick, who's a complete giant," Zak laughed as they stepped into the elevator. "I mean, he has to be more than six feet."

"My mom was short," Jessie stated, shrugging her shoulders. She never thought about the height difference around her family, since she was the shortest one, but that's why Jessie always wore heels. "Anyway, how do you feel if everyone compared you to being a giant?" Jessie asked, laughing as she did so. "I mean, come on, you're a lot taller than I am."

"I'm normal height," he laughed as the elevator doors opened and the two stepped out. "But I'll say you're more than six inches shorter than me."

The two were still laughing by the time they reached Jessie's room, which was the closest to the elevators. Music could still be heard coming out from the room, and when she slipped the card through the door, My Chemical Romance was distinct. "Whoops," she laughed as she hit the off button on the iPod radio and turned back to Zak. "Guess I completely forgot about that."

"See, I was ready to start doing EVP in here," he laughed as he leaned against the doorway. "But then you ruined my hopes."

Laughing, Jessie through her black jacket onto the bag, her tanned arms prickling from the cold air. "Well, sorry about ruining all your hopes and dreams," she said as she walked back over to the door.

Jessie leaned against the doorframe opposite of Zak and just looked up at him. The silence between the two of them grew, and air became very thick. "You feel that?" Jessie asked Zak quietly, in a very intimate voice.

With a smile, Zak leaned forward, placing his face inches from Jessie's. Before he could say anything, Jessie moved closer and placed her hands on his chest. "I just have the biggest urge to…" And with that, she pushed Zak out of the room and closed the door, laughing hard as she did so.

"Hey!" she heard him yell from the other side of the door. "That was cruel!"

Just fwi, the hight thing does happen. I've been yelled at for my height comparisons before. I'm 5'2" and the next height to me is my cousin, and he's 5'11". It happens.