Curtis: Okay, let's chew some gum and get you guys all checked in. Ms. Aldrin, how many keys will you need?
Lily: Two, please. My husband's getting in later.
Curtis: Excellent, and Mr. Mosby?
Ted: Uh, just one, please.
Curtis: Oh, oh, I-I see. Oh. Well, hang in there. You'll find somebody.
Ted: Thank you, front desk stranger.
Curtis: I'm sorry, we just... we just don't get a lot of singles here. I mean, look at this place. It's so romantic. Countless babies conceived within these walls. And one... grisly murder.