"I'm afraid we don't have time for rest stops right now, officer. We should really get…

"I'm afraid we don't have time for rest stops right now, officer. We should really get back to the Whirling."

"Right." [Leave.]

It's getting cold this late in the night. Time to call it a day.

"Good night, Kim." (Send him away for the night.)

"Good night, officer. We'll meet in front of the shack in the morning."

Enter the shack.

...

Not yet. [Leave.]

Enter the shack.

The door has seen better days -- the layer of paint has started to peel off due to the salt and wind from the sea. Even the lock looks slightly rusted.

Unlock the shack door with the key.

"I'll be sleeping in my room in the Whirling. We'll meet in front of the shack in the morning."

"I'll sleep here then. See you in the morning." (Keep turning the key.)

"Good night." He smiles: "And try not to break the case without me."

"I'll wait outside to give you some time and privacy to check out your new living arrangement. But just so you know..."

"After we're done with the day, I'll still be staying in the Whirling-in-Rags for the night. We'll meet in front of the shack in the morning."

The key turns with a satisfying click. You can enter the shack now.

Never mind. [Leave.]