While Muscleman continued driving the car, Benson was getting sleepy.

Benson: We gotta find a hotel.
Muscleman: I saw an exit for one a while back. *turns around*
Benson: tu idiot, you're going the wrong way!
Muscleman: We'll drive on the grass. *turns right*
Police: Hey! He's coming toward us!!
Muscleman: *runs over cop* Losers.
Benson: How about, instead of running over police officers, why don't we find the exit to the hotel?
Muscleman: It's right there dude, chill *drifts to exit*
People: *stop, and honk horns*
Muscleman: *exits highway*
Benson: What hotel are we going to?
Muscleman: There's a Hanpton Inn here. We'll go there, spend the night, and then we change our car.

Meanwhile, at the hotel

Mordecai: Aw dude, check it out! We have a hot tub, in our hotel room
Rigby: I knew this was a good idea.
Mordecai: Yeah, sure tu did. It was my idea.
Rigby: *looks out window* Sweet!
Mordecai: What is it?
Rigby: There's a Dodge víbora, viper pulling into the hotel.
Mordecai: A Viper? *looks out window* Oh no. Benson, and Muscleman are driving it, and they're coming into the hotel!
Rigby: At least they aren't anywhere near where we parked.
Mordecai: That's true. Ok, I got a plan. We can't be seen por those guys, so when everyone is asleep, we leave.

At the front escritorio of the hotel

Benson: Hi, we'd like to rent a room for the night.
Clerk: Just for tonight?
Muscleman: Yes.
Clerk: Ok, just give me a minuto to give tu guys your room key. *walks to another room*
Muscleman: *looks at list* Benson?
Benson: Yeah?
Muscleman: I think we might run into someone familiar tonight.
Benson: What do tu mean?
Muscleman: Mordecai, and Rigby rented a room here.
Benson: Oh, perfect. Just wait when we get the chance to strangle those idiots.
Clerk: Here's your room key.
Benson: Thanks, oh uh we were wondering what room Mordecai, and Rigby were in.
Clerk: Uh, ok. *checks list* Room 211, a floor below the room you'll be sleeping in.
Muscleman: Perfect

2 B continued