Night was coming. Carrie went back inside, leaving the door open for a bit of fresh air. "So, what should we do now?"
John flopped onto the bed, his orange and green latex costume hung very loosely around him. "Actually, I'm a bit hungry. Craving something. Shall we order room service and enjoy a night in?" John grinned widely, he felt a bit silly. After all he was in a toon world dressed as a pumpkin. How serious could one be? Carrie giggled and tumbled down next to her new husband, bright orange rustled against fluorescent green softly.
Leaning over, John picked up the bedside phone. "You rang?" Came the dry answer.
"Yes, I'd like to order room service. But, I'm not sure what I want."
"Ah...good choice, sir. Be ready in but a moment." John put down the phone with a click, just as a loud knock came from the hotel room door. "Wow, now that's service!" John smiled. If only they had service like that back home in the real world. Struggling, John got up off the bed to answer the door.