"Ah I see. Invite me along on your vacation -- 'It'll be a laugh,' she said. 'Drink a lot of wine,' she said --, but it's all been an elaborate ploy to never pay for your own dinner." He takes the key card from her and swipes it with all the vindictiveness that he can manage (read: not much). "I'm on to you, Frazer."

Charlie hands her back the key, lifts the handle, and lets the door float open.