[Well... okay. For another moment or two he stands there and frets at his nails but leaves when she makes for the phone. Instead of eavesdropping he emphatically puts his bags away! And hangs up his nice set of clothing, and puts his shave kit in the bathroom - ends up just poking and prodding around the bathroom, in the end.

Christ, what a nice bathroom. Who the hell needs to pay for a spa when they've got this? He sticks his head out the door, looking around for her.]