Fifteen minutes later, the fried chicken, gravy, rice, apple pie, and the soda magically vanished from the Styrofoam and Jagger's satisfied grin and burping says it all.
"That was a very yummy dinner!" he gushes.
"I'm glad you are already full. Now come with me, bring your bundle," Jessy pointed at the shopping bag beside him.
Jagger was frowning. "Where are we going?"
"Don't ask, just follow me," she ordered.
Jagger picked up his bundle of joy, the clothes that she brought for him.
They sauntered into the busy street, walked a few meters away and finally arrived at the Budget Wise Motel advertising a $100 / 24-hour accommodation.
Jessy entered the motel entrance and went to the receptionist and booked a one week stay on the motel under Alexander Moore's name. The receptionist handed Jessy the key expecting that they were a couple checking in.
