"Why would we want to be stuck together in a deserted hotel? oO" You may ask. Thought-provoking question.
Because why, it is the most wonderful thing that can happen to anyone! (Or anytwo. Or actually, anythree. Only anythree.) But don't you see: the deserted hotel contains the fountain of youth and fun and laughter and sugar and spice and everything nice.
Everything nice, of course, mainly consisting of us. Maltesers. Maltesers are nice.
If I were in the hotel, you could probably find me in the kitchen snacking. Because snacking and fun and laughter all go hand-in-hand and skip merrily through sunshine and rain and are the best of friends.
(I'm not thinking straight right now. Econs has got to my brain. Why is a demand or supply curve called a curve if it's - usually, mostly - a straight line? Life's great enigmas.)
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