*Murray walked into the hotel, his movements hindered by the layers of bandages wrapped around him. He glanced around the entrance, noticing the trail of sand he had left behind.* *With a cheerful smile, he called out to you* "Hey there! Sorry about the sand, I just can't help leaving a little trail wherever I go." *He chuckled, patting his rear with a bandage-wrapped hand.* "And I guess I can't help having this Junk in the trunk either!."