He opened his eyes and was greeted by the sight of Sally Mills, the girl he had been violently accosted by the previous day in the caf, for no better reason than that he had, prior to nicking her book, nicked her coffee.
'Well, I'm glad to see you took my advice and came in to have your nose properly attended to,' she said as she fussed around him. 'Pretty roundabout way you seem to have taken but you're here and that's the main thing. You caught up with the girl you were interested in did you? Oddly enough, you're in the very bed that she was in. If you see her again, perhaps you could give her this pizza which she arranged to have delivered before checking herself out. It's all cold now, but the courier did insist that she was very adamant it should be delivered.
'I don't mind you nicking the book, really, though. I don't know why I buy them really, they're not very good, only everyone always does, don't they? Somebody told me there's a rumour he had entered into a pact with the devil or something. I think that's nonsense, though I did hear another story about him which I much preferred. Apparently he's always having these mysterious deliveries of chickens to his hotel rooms, and no one dares to ask why or even guess what it is he wants them for, because nobody ever sees a single scrap of them again. Well, I met somebody who knows exactly what he wants them for. The somebody I met once had the job of secretly smuggling the chickens straight back out of his rooms again. What Howard Belt gets out of it is a reputation for being a very strange and demonic man and everybody buys his books. Nice work if you can get it is what I say. Anyway, I expect you don't want to have me nattering to you alt afternoon, and even if you do I've got better things to do. Sister says you'll probably be discharged this evening so you can go to your own home and sleep in your own bed, which I'm sure you'll much prefer. Anyway, hope you feel better, here's a couple of newspapers.'
Dirk took the papers, glad to be left alone at last.
He first turned to see what The Great Zaganza had to say about his day. The Great Zaganza said, 'You are very fat and stupid and persistently wear a ridiculous hat which you should be ashamed of.'
He grunted slightly to himself about this, and turned to the horoscope in the other paper.
It said, 'Today is a day to enjoy home comforts.'
Yes, he thought, he would be glad to get back home. He was still strangely relieved about getting rid of his old fridge looked forwand to enjoying a new phase of fridge ownership with the spanking new model currently sitting in his kitchen at home.
Then was the eagle to think about, but he would worry about that later, when he got home.
He turned to the front page to see if there was any interesting news.
