"Wonder where everyone is," Johnny says, because it's clear enough that this isn't supposed to be so empty.

Not that he's complaining.

He sticks his head into a room marked as The Cigarette Lounge out of pure curiosity; he has better things to do than smoke at the moment. Doesn't smell like smoke, though, and there aren't many ashtrays around. Weird.

That done, he starts down the hall again and tries a door at random. An empty bathing room, elaborately decorated in a way Michael should like.

"How's this, babe?"