"Hi! Steve," I stepped outside and stopped him in the corridor. He seemed like he was picking laundry from the other cabin.
"Oh! Hey. Hope you slept okay," he greeted me back with a sly smile.
"Yes! Thanks for asking, Steve. Could you tell me if there is an auto-shop nearby where I could rent a car or something?" I enquired.
"Yup! There is." He responded with delight.
"Where? Could you give me the address?" I requested him.
"It is the Willow Creek Car Rental, the backyard of this lodge," he smirked.
"Oh! Very well," I spoke, amused by the simplicity of everything around here.
"Come! I would take you there." I followed him on his indication.
I rented a compact SUV, activated the navigation system, and drove towards 3rd Avenue (W).