“Don’t park it under any pigeons,” said Morty.

The bellhop frowned. “How could you tell if I did?”

Morty and Coop walked into the hotel.

“I don’t know what his problem is,” Morty said. “That car is a classic.”

“If you say so.”

“I do.”

Coop looked around as they made their way to the elevators. Out of Morty’s death wagon, with his feet back on terra firma, he was beginning to feel better.

“I remember this place. I did a job here once. Stole a pearl necklace and a Necronomicon from a movie producer playing doctor with his leading man’s mistress.”

“How did you do that?”

“I got a room service cart and lifted a bottle of wine and brought it to their room. I had a Contego stone in my pocket, so the moment they invited me inside, it shut down all the spells for me.”

“You got them to invite you in? Nice. Just like a vampire.” Morty smiled.

“Yeah. Just like Dracula.”

“You still have the stone? Sounds like it could come in handy.”

Coop shook his head.

“I lost it.”

“Lost it,” said Morty. He nodded, but Coop could tell he didn’t believe him.

Finally, the elevator came. An old man in a tuxedo and a succubus in an even nicer tuxedo strolled out arm in arm. The succubus winked at Coop as they went by. He wasn’t sure he liked that and reflexively checked his pocket to make sure his wallet was still there. In the elevator, Morty punched the button for the top floor.

Coop said, “Did I tell you I had a vampire cellmate for a while?”

“No. What was that like?”

“I became a very light sleeper.”

The floor numbers rolled by.

“I dated a vampire while you were away,” said Morty.

“How did that go?”

“It was okay till she told me how old she was. I swear, she had my grandmother’s exact birthday. Same day. Same year. After that, every time we were in bed all I could see was my nana’s face. As you can imagine, it took a toll on our love life.”

“I only want to date humans these days.”

“Right. You had that thing . . .”

“Yeah.”

“With the . . .”

“Yeah.”

“Is that where your Contego went?”

“Who knows? It’s a mystery.”

“She was cute. Whatever happened to her?”

“Not a clue. She disappeared after we broke up.”

Morty sniggered quietly.

“What?”

“Broke up? She dumped you. Halloween night, too. I remember. I’ve never seen you so drunk. She broke your heart.”

“No, she didn’t.”

“It’s okay. It happens. She broke your heart.”

“She didn’t break it. She ripped it out, bronzed it, and wore it like a belt buckle.”

The elevator stopped and they got out. Morty headed for another elevator across the hall and pushed a button.

“What’s this?” said Coop.