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The moment Nicky lies down on the wonky bed, Joe jumps into the bed and pulls Nicky closer.
Joe: "Once again, destiny throws us together."
Nicky: "Sillyhead. It was the bed that threw us together this time."
Joe: "Which is destiny.
Joe kisses Nicky.
Joe: "You look so sexy, and I want to devour every inch of your amazing body. I also thank destiny for giving me such a handsome lover."
A pillow is thrown across the room and hits Joe in the face.
Booker: "See this as a warning. The next time, I will throw something harder."
Joe looks at Nicky.
Joe: "Why is it that we share a room with the only Frenchman in the world who doesn't believe in love?"
Booker: "Because it's destiny telling you to get some sleep."
Nicky kisses Joe to prevent him from saying something.
Nicky: "Let's get some sleep. That way, tomorrow will come sooner, and the sooner we can leave for Malta."
Joe: "Okay, I give in. But tomorrow destiny will throw us together again and then I will..."
A flying boot hits Joe in the head, and he decides to snuggle into Nicky before Booker can find more ammunition.