The two officers laid down on the bed, resting their heads on the new pillows. Eliza told them to close their eyes, and they swiftly fell asleep.Softy and Eliza didn't know what to do. They could leave the officers asleep and skip town, or they could wake them up and hope they had made their case that good pillows primarily existed to benefit humanity.
Eliza whispered to Softy, "Suppose we switch pillows on them, giving them back the old pillows, and then skip town."
Softy reminded Eliza, "Remember, we decided to become honest. Let's wake them up."
"How about if we get them a cup of coffee," Eliza said.
"I'll go get it. If we both go they will put out an all points bulletin for us."
Softy went to the hotel restaurant for a couple of cups of coffee. Eliza sat and watched the officers snore away. "My life is certainly more interesting that it was with Alfred."
Before long, the officers awoke. "Hey Charlie," one of them remarked, "the guy skipped out."
"No he didn't. He went to get you a cup of coffee," Eliza said.
"He better be back here in five minutes," the other cop, Ralph, asserted.
"He will. Now how did you like the pillow? Both of you were sleeping like logs. Here's a picture I took of you with my digital camera."
Eliza showed them the picture in the little screen in the back of her digital camera.
"Hey, that wasn't nice. You shouldn't have taken that."
"It is just a picture. And, don't worry. I won't show it to your superiors."
"Better not."
"Here's Softy now. I hear him walking down the hallway."
"You can count your stars . . ." Ralph said.
