"Mr Frederico?" a short man says softly as he knocks a door in a hotel.
"Mr. Frederico... it's been three days since you last came out of your room, sir..." the man says.
"We... uh, should have left the hotel yesterday... We were forced to pay an extra day..." The man takes a small pause, hoping to get an answer from Eduardo Frederico, the famous runner he represents "I realize you may be having problems with... you know... your 'condition', but I have had a hard time explaining the situation to Mr. Hutchkinson... I can't tell him you could be having troubles with your... M-E-T-A-G-E-N-E, can I?" says the short man, with a nervous laugh.
"Mr. Hutchkinson is more angry about the Hotel bill than the delay, Mr. Frederico... and to be honest, I'm more scared of him than I'm scared of you... so I'm afraid we are gonna have to leave today, sir..."
He waits for another moment, and then takes a key from his pocket and says "OK... here I go...", as he uses the key to open the door.
When he gets into the room, he notices Frederico is not there, the TV, the bed and a chair are broken, and the window is in the floor.
"Oh my Gob..." he says "That's gonna cost at least 300 bucks..."
