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After struggling against their alarm clock, George and Ringo met the others in the hotel lobby. “Did you sleep well?” Paul asked as they approached.
“Yeah,” George said, stifling a yawn.
“Bullshit.”
They looked at John. “What?”
“Three hours?” John barked. “What are you, animals?”
Ringo chuckled while George’s cheeks turned red. “You’re just jealous of our stamina,” Ringo said.
“No, we’re jealous of people with earplugs,” Paul whispered. “Keep it down next time.”
“Fine,” Ringo said, ready to drop the topic—
“How’d you even hear us?” George asked. “I thought your room was halfway down the hall.”
“It was.”