"Was that man out of his mind? What can't wait till morning? In this godforsaken hour, and in the rain no less, he came here causing a ruckus?"
"Don't mind him," Donald assured. "We'll handle this. Sorry for waking you, Mr. Clark."
"No worries," Clark replied, glancing toward the neighboring room. He whispered, "Rose wasn't woken up from all this commotion, was she?"
"No..." Donald lied, averting his gaze. "Perhaps the storm drowned out the noise... or maybe she's just exhausted and sleeping soundly."
Remembering all that his sister had been through today, Clark nodded in agreement. "Thanks for your help."
"It's our pleasure to serve you and Rose," Donald replied with a smile on his face.
Just as Clark was about to enter his room, he added, "Oh, and leave him alive." Tomorrow, he, Rose, and Romeo were set to visit a location that Carol had left behind. He didn't want to attract unnecessary attention.
