My Parents started talking while I lay in the small bed. I tried to hear what they were saying but it was too quiet. Once I tried to get off the bed, I just couldnt. They exited the room just in time to hear knocking on the room door. They walked up to the door, just to see it open. There was like, nobody else in the hotel except Grimace, so I knew who I was going to see standing there.

"Why, hello there," said Grimace in his screechy voice placing a grin on his face. "Hello umm, Grimace, what brings you here?" asked my mother. He said he was here to repair the broken mirror. "But... we didn't call the desk, how did you know it broke?" I said puzzled. My dad told him he didn't have any tools, but he stepped aside and a rusty old toolbox appeared, litterally, out of nowhere.

"Why don't I just come in, ok?" he said in a rude manner. Grimace brushed past my parents and entered the stanky (yes) bathroom.