[It'd be asking too much if he didn't run into at least one person. Which unfortunately at this time of night it's Fitzroy that's awake and just sort of leaning against the wall next to the door of the hotel room. He hadn't been waiting for anyone or anything, of course not. If the fact that he's at least not wearing shoes and some kind of sleeping pants is any indication.

For once he's without the fake glasses, but there's the usual crab crowd perched on his shoulders.]

... Well, I can't say I expected to run into you like this at this late at night. [He doesn't at all sound upset or that he knows anything, merely curious as he tilts his head at him. Hm.]

Was your night at least more eventful than the rest of ours?