Alex hurried down to the room where he and Dunice had shared a passionate moment, his heart racing with anticipation. He pulled out the recorder from his pocket, alongside his folded trousers and shirt. He was currently wearing Damien's clothes, Damien might skin him alive!
"Hey, I've got it!" Alex exclaimed, holding up the recorder when he got back to her room.
Dunice swiveled her chair to face him, her half-straightened hair framing her eager expression. "Okay, let's play it then!"
Alex asked, "Where's your MP3?" and Dunice produced a cute pink device from her bag. Alex raised an eyebrow at the girly design, but his curiosity won out. He inserted the memory card from the recorder into the MP3.