Eliana got back to her room after chugging some milk and hit the sack. She whipped out that business card and shot a text to Ethan.

"Hi, I'm Eliana. I'll drop off your coat at the cleaners tomorrow and get it back to you. Thanks again for your help today."

With that done, she snuggled under the covers and called it a night.

Meanwhile, next door.

Chase was still rocking Tiffany's threads. He had just come back, whipped up some pasta, then dashed upstairs without ...