i stepped with him as he moved towards the door again . eventually i got out of bed , had a late breakfast in the empty hotel dining room , and then got over to the tailor shop for my costume . he rolled the windows down and stuck his hand out , bobbing his head with the music and slapping the side of the truck with his palm in time with the beat . again i felt that nervous feeling that something was very wrong here , so i headed clumsily for the exit . 