>>5227143>>5227148>>5227235You make a quick call to the hotel desk, and order a heaping tray of bullets. Bang! Your shot ricochets off the wall and knocks off the goon's flat cap, spilling the cup of coffee he's storing underneath.
The goon was distracted by the exceedingly handsome figure he saw behind door 102, so he didn't see where the shot came from. He looks around in enraged confusion and notices the bust polisher strolling away - his walnut-sized brain makes a connection, and jumps on the poor worker.
While the meathead henchman is throttling the cleaning guy, you try to slip out. Unfortunately, Ben Stiller's massive marble mug is still in your way.
What do?
>Pick up some stuff nearby>Convince the goon to move the bust>Order grits>Something else? 