The Tavern
The next morning, Primo Lanz heard a loud knock on his door. He was wearing his bathrobe when he opened it. It was Susana.
"It's 7:30 in the morning."
Primo looked at his watch. He tried to shake it as his watch stopped at exactly 12 midnight. The morning sun hit his eye, so he tried covering it with his hand.
"What's for breakfast?"
"I had no idea. But the room number changed."
Primo scratched his head and yawned.
"What do you mean changed?"
Susana was persistent. "You have been talking about the Fibonacci number last night."
Primo looked upward. "Yes. It's 1,1,2,3,5. That's the number of the rooms here."
Susana's face changed. Disappointed.
"No, it is not."
"What do you mean, No?"
"You better come out and check."
Primo tied the bathrobe around his waist and came out of his room to check.
"Hmm…." Primo sighed as he checked room 1 and the next.
