by somebody who may have killed--
He said he went home.
Okay, well, tell me why Sara Harvey won't..
Everywhere I go, she's been shadowing me
like some dark cloud.
I'm afraid that she might know something.
I mean, was she sitting in that lobby that night?
Wait. Can't Hanna's mom just kick her out of the hotel?
For what? You can't evict somebody
for eating fried chicken with gloves.
Okay, well, just stop thinking about her.
- Go get the dinner with your mom. - No.
I'll sit here.
- Hi. - Hi.
Uh, come in.
- What's this? - Uh, research.
My boss wants to buy a cat while she's in Asia.
They have this weird breed with super short legs.
They call them Munchkins.