The man at the hotel's front desk told Rock his room was on the twelfth floor, and that when he got off the elevator it would be about a seven-and-a-half minute walk away.
As he walked toward the elevator, Rock talked to a man in a dark business suit. "How could it possibly take seven and a half minutes to walk to my room? I mean, what, is the twelfth floor half a mile across?"
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