A flicker of confusion crossed his eyes. 'So Miss Sterling was in her room this whole time,' he thought. 'Then why wasn't there any sound when I was knocking for so long?'
He shook his head, pushing the question aside. 'This isn't the time to be thinking about that!'
He looked at Stella Sterling anxiously. After a moment's thought, he said, "Miss Sterling, can I come in to talk?"
He shot Stella Sterling a meaningful look as he spoke.
Stella Sterling nodded and let Felix Lawrence in.
Felix Lawrence shut the door behind him. He was about to speak when he paused with a soft "Huh?" and looked around the room.
"What is it?"
Stella Sterling sat down and asked, looking at him with a puzzled expression.
Felix Lawrence rubbed his shiny, bald head, his expression growing more perplexed. "Is my sense of smell on the fritz? Why do I smell alcohol... and barbeque?"
